i had one of those inspirational writing moments, got started and lost it, so you`re stuck with more tales of the unpacking.
there is a space in the living room. there are less than 15 boxes left and i think most of them are going straight into the attic. it feels odd saying that, i`ve never lived somewhere with an attic so it`s a bit of an adjustment.
the books are mostly on the shelves, the shelf with the cookbooks has been organised and there are still some on the floor probably enough to take up another shelf on another bookcase. looking at the books i`m wondering how it`s all going to fit.
slowly but surely the ground floor is beginning to take shape.
