We have a winner of a day in Long Island. The weather is perfect. The fog lifted, the clouds departed, and the window is blowing a steady breeze.
And I still don't know if they're finished reading all the names. I couldn't watch anymore and trudged upstairs.
There are SO many boxes. My mother kept packing stuff in haphazardly, but is waiting for the Tooth Fairy, or some other creature to use her magic wand. I didn't want the stuff in the first place. But we bought it. Then we carried it to Queens. And now it's back in Long Island. Whose fault is this? um, not mine. But I'm unpacking and organizing.
Geesh.
posted by irene @ 9/11/2002 10:49:00 AM
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