I've Been Busy...

I know I've been a little MIA (or a lot MIA) of late. But when you see what I've been dealing with, you'll forgive me.

So my dear husband abandoned me to do all the packing myself while he went off on a vacay to Pennsylvania (okay, it wasn't a vacay, he had to go for work to this ridiculously small town that didn't even have hotels and he had to stay in a b&b). He suggested that I just leave the packing to the movers, but the thought of strangers going through my Nanette, Prada, and, okay, almost exclusively Banana Republic, made me break out in hives. I don't like strangers touching my things. It's irrational, I know, but I never said I was a rational person. So I had to do the packing on my own. My husband owes me big time.

So after all the hours and days put in packing, you get to the other end and you have to unpack.

Look at this bedroom (and there's another one that looks just as scary):


And my poor poor kitchen/dining room. At least I've saved my Kitchenaid mixer from its cardboard prison. Now if I could only find the plates...

And the living room. I don't know if it will be ready for book club next week. Or for my cousins coming over tonight...

So, please, be patient with me as I dig my way out of my cardboard mountain. I may survive this, and, if I do, there will be more posting in store.