I keep going back to Julian of Norwich‘s revelation, which was popularized by T.S. Eliot in his Four Quartets. Or, as my mother says, “Everything will be okay in the end, and if it’s not okay, it’s not the end.”
Today was very okay.
I purchased housewares. I love housewares. I love setting up a place with a combination of new things and old things I love. I’m really following Marie Kondo‘s principles: if I don’t love it, OUT IT GOES. That’s a great place to start when setting up a new household.
I’m also not investing that much in “pieces” right now. I suspect I’ll be moving again in several months, just because this is not necessarily a fit place for wintering. (I mean, it could be – but I might rather not find out. We shall see.) So no photos for now. I’m not doing window treatments or anything else till I know I’m in a more permanent spot.
But it’s beautiful and I love it. And after all that work, I went over to the house and Bernardo made an amazing dinner of balsamic-encrusted London broil with a lovely salad, and a brown rice that he’d cooked with chicken broth and sautéed green pepper.
Tomorrow I receive a grocery delivery, and go back to the house to retrieve some things. And then I focus on setting up the audio system with the TV and the Apple TV, tying up boxes, and continuing to make my environment peaceful.
And all shall be well and
All manner of thing shall be well
By the purification of the motive
In the ground of our beseeching