Yesterday, I finally tried on the black dress I got for my neice's
wedding in February. I had not tried it on yet because I was waiting to
have a mirror up to try it on in front of but now I am running out of
time to make any returns or exchanges and it is obvious I am not getting
a mirror here. Other than having a sticky zipper in back, the dress
fits perfectly. As long as that zipper works, I have something nice to
wear under a long coat. Now, to decide on what shoes I can wear with it.
It is a midlength dress, so it will not be too warm and, with a classic
shape, it will not look good with high boots that might keep my legs
warmer. Dressing fancy is always a challenge.
Yesterday was the
winter solstice. MonsterMustDie spent most of it working in the back
yard, planting ferns from his mother's house and spreading mulch and
breaking down a few more boxes to haul off to a dumpster. He sanded the
ceiling of the living room in the afternoon and found more cracks and
dents to plaster and leave to dry. I was expecting to finish painting
the living room but ended up doing nothing. Spent most of the day pacing
around the house or listening to BBC in the office while web-surfing. I
could not find anything to be motivated about. No need to cook because
there are plenty of leftovers from Saturday that need to be eaten now.
There are cookies from a neighbor and sent by mail from a friend in
Atlanta, so no need to bake anything.
A neighbor came by and
brought a plate of home-made Christmas cookies that accompanied an
invitation to a neighborhood get-together on New Year's Day. I RSVP'd
yes immediately and was looking forward to having an opportunity to meet
someone - anyone - in this place. I don't know any of our neighbors and
this gave me something to look forward to here. Last night, knowing
about my plans to meet the neighbors, MonsterMustDie phoned friends in
Alabama who have recently purchased an apartment in Asheville, and made
New Year's Eve plans with them in Asheville. He is not saying if this
includes spending New Year's Day and night in Asheville (probably, but
he's not saying) so I will have to cancel my RSVP to meet the neighbors.
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