Limbo

KitKit enjoying the newly cleared bookcase space

The movers will arrive to take our things in 5 days. Packing seems to be following the "80-20" rule. This last 20 percent of stuff is taking me so much time. And it has gotten really, really warm here in San Diego. Also, still no registration packet! I feel like I'm stuck in a strange slow-motion waiting mode.  I can't seem to work up enough energy to pack, plan or really do anything except wait for the mailman. I have a very bad feeling that this weekend is going to be an exercise in chaos while I attempt to finish packing and prepping.

However, this odd confluence of non-events has made me suddenly very interested in cooking. I was not a kitcheny person in my previous employed life. I was very good at the dietary essentials of being from Chicago: take-out, order-in, and dining at great restaurants. Now that I am a broke, unemployed student, I am learning to cook. In my kitchen. Which just used to be where I stored the wine.

So far, I have almost lost a finger and shredded the side of my right hand. My husband does seem very happy to come home to ready meals. And he never, ever spits anything out into his napkin in front of me....