We're still living on the floor, but the house has sold and we can move our furniture as soon as we've decided where it all will go (i.e. here, storage, donation).
The morning commute isn't too bad. It's about 20 minutes longer than before, but it's so relaxing I haven't yet bothered to read; I just drink tea out of my thermos and look out the window.
I'm reading Special Topics in Calamity Physics. I'm just engrossed enough to keep going, but not so engrossed I don't continually think of the author as annoying and full of herself.
Today I get my library card--which, next to getting mail, is the thing that makes me most feel at home.
I have so much to say and don't know where to begin. Help me out by assigning topics.

The rest of the week looks like this:
Thursday: Work, dentist, water plants at house, pack up some more stuff, measure furniture
Friday: Work, jaw zapping doctor, home
Saturday: Practice single-sheet binding structure for class I'm teaching next week, look at scooters
Sunday: Work on new zine with Jennie; making more things
Monday: FLAX for paper to print new Overdue cards
Tuesday: Work
Wednesday: print

I'm sorry I haven't been commenting, but until very recently we were piggybacking on a one-bar wireless signal and any attempt to comment would result in the spinning disc of doom.

(Check out the Flickr for more photos of an empty apartment and views seen from the top of a toilet)