So you’ve heard about the 79-stairs and the miles of walking everyday. What you may not have heard is that I have to handwash everything. I really don’t, I could take it to the laundry. But so far it has been washing by hand. Which is fine. Denim, very difficult. Silk, fantastic. Suddenly I have a new appreciation for skimpy undies because they have the quickest drying time. Honestly, when you put them on a radiator, they can dry in 5 to 8 minutes. (And yes mom, I make sure to not leave anything on the radiator 🙂 ) The major problem is that when they air dry, everything is a little stiff so I’m now the proud owner of an iron. Ironing softens it up a bit and I look more polished than ever.
And this morning I made my first pot of coffee over here. Pot is a bit of an overstatement, really first cup of coffee because I’m now using the little stove top coffee percolator. Very cute. But there really is nothing like making a pot of coffee. I had missed that more than I knew.
Oh, and it’s cold. So yes, I’m having fun and loving it here, but last night I dreamt of my pool in Tallahassee. It was clear, blue, inviting. Then I woke up to put on layers of silk and wool and socks and, well you get the idea.
Here is a picture of my infamous stairs. Yes I’m at the top.