it's a truly horrible day. a perfect day to dig in and make some exponential progress with packing.
impetuously and spontaneously i also decided too to host a little family easter gathering, just the three of us, if only to make things a little more interesting i was thinking of inviting a couple of friends, but our living room will only accommodate 3 people sitting on proper furniture and i doubt that too many people really enjoy eating a big meal from the crease of their lap. the table has been broken down in favour of space and instead newly filled and stacked boxes inhabit its former space.
the turkey is stuffed with the homemade dressing and in the oven. it's beginning to lend its savoury aroma to the apartment. i'll miss some aspects ofthis apartment: the bright window alcove where the table sits, the washer dryer room that serves as a pantry, our panoramic view of the rooftops from our balcony. The warmth of the sun as it moved across to the western sky, the 2 closets in the bedroom. But then also the change of scenery fills me with a certain trill of anticipation in the new.