No painting today. A visit from Ted. Bookstore work for me. FOB* time for Tom.
I put about half of the books back on the bookshelves, and I'm almost out of room. Where am I going to put the rest?
I'm still weeding books -- trying to be good about it. I motivate myself by watching episodes of "Hoarders."
The best part of unpacking, according to Random, is the empty boxes.
Random is looking up at Tom, as if to say, "Did I do a good job?"
Tom takes off for the wilds of Cleveland tomorrow morning at 6:45.
*FOB=flat on back -- a camp term!
