Got into New York last night - too exhausted to unpack, really. I ended up going to sleep at 9:00 or so.
Woke up this morning and unpacked. Finally figured out what caused a massive stain on a white shirt I had packed in the bag last fall. A piece of charcoal!(?) Sucks!
And then I realized it had claimed another victim - a sweater I really liked (and had gotten from my mom for Christmas). Darn. I took it to the nearest dry-cleaner, explained it was charcoal (”my uh… roommate is an artist. a clumsy artist.”) and crossed my fingers for the best.
That said, I’m on my way to doing what I need to do in NYC again. Cleaned up the apartment/my closet, reorganized some stuff, and bought a picture hanger to put up this massive photograph of a fleet of boats Pam and I have. It looks nice.
And I haven’t felt tempted once to mindlessly surf the Internet!
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