Everything I have is in boxes. My pal John helped out a lot today.
Leah’s stuff is all here.
Leah made pasta tonight.
Even though much of what is here is in boxes, it feels homey.
I love Leah. This is home. This is a big change, and I was very emotional earlier thinking about what a change this is.
I am much more serene now than I was this morning, too. I got a lot done, but I was buzzing with stress too. The stress of packing every single item in your life into a truck. Well, almost everything. More tomorrow.
But tonight, serenity.