My schedule is filling up fast with courses to complement the gestational period, as well as a painting and drawing course that I start on Monday. In the meantime, I have plenty of other things to keep me occupied between the new place and trying to tidy up the old place (where I am currently using the internet, since we don’t have it yet). The “friends”/landlords left us a lovely note when they took off without a goodbye to remind us to clean the apartment, the refrigerator and wash the blankets, sheets and pillows so that they wouldn’t have to do it when one of them returns. As if we wouldn’t clean up after ourselves! However, these people left food in the refrigerator (which I will not touch, because I’m not cleaning up after them as well), and even went to the trouble of locking the room that we are paying rent for. And since we are renting a room and not an entire apartment, I will not go to any great lengths to scrub and clean to the bone. I have had enough of them. We are almost through with this, except the note that the guy left saying he’ll be back to collect money for the bills (though he failed to mention returning Cazz’s deposit).

Aside from the residual stress and anger accompanying the old place, I am quite content in our new apartment and so happy that I can put it together how I want. For now we are eating off of boxes and living out of suitcases, but that can all be overlooked. The first dinner we had there was Spaghetti Al Pomodoro, and I think that’s a pretty good way to go. Perhaps I found the best recipe after all. None of the spaghetti so far can compare to that first meal in this new home while little Peanut dances inside.