Yesterday my mom and I went to see Wicked, which was wonderful. Then out to eat for crab legs in all their buttery glory, and home to drink wine and girl talk and do all things cozy and comfortable. She spent the night and we woke up to make breakfast in our PJs and drink coffee on the porch and enjoy my beautiful gardens.
...and now its back to the farm to peel wallpaper and pick up after someone else's dogs and think about all the work that needs to be done before it too can be cozy and comfortable. Because despite all the painting and cleaning and hard work we've already done, we've been moved to the opposite side of the house to do it all over again.