in our cozy little historic apartment we have exactly one window that is not painted shut, a million times over. our front door opens onto street level of a relatively quiet street…however, one that is smack dab in the middle of quite a few tourist hot spots. so, we tend to keep it closed, lest we have visitors poking their inquiring heads into our living room. this is by no means a complaint, just stating the facts, here. we also have a door in the rear of the apartment, coincidentally in the space where i have my cozy (and overstuffed) little home “office”. today i have flung open both the window and the back door, wanting every bit of fresh air possible.
and let me tell you, i am having the most lovely time here: browsing the internets, listening to the cars go by outside, inhaling the sweet warm air from outside. it is such a simple thing, but i am overwhelmed by how fantastic it is. i have a trio of fat, jewel-colored beets roasting in the oven with a handful of garlic cloves and i’m looking forward to a weekend filled with more incredible weather and ample quality time with evan. so, thankfully all that i have been worrying over, stressing about, and driving myself crazy with in the past few weeks (months?) feels just far enough away. i am now just hoping that the boat will be up and running with no problems (who knew boats could be so finicky?)
i spent an hour in the park yesterday afternoon, perusing one of my new library books, barefoot in paris…i.love.ina. i found myself plotting an excuse to have a french-inspired dinner party in our back courtyard. i also looked over the new issue of lucky. i subscribed when i first moved here and they just keep sending me issues, it’s like the never-ending subscription.
my shoulders got a little sun-burned, naturally. i am notorious for this.
i am off for a jog…and then back for more work. i finally finished two new items for the etsy store and i am beside myself with excitement to get them listed.