It's almost 10pm, and we haven't eaten dinner yet, but the bedroom is no longer covered with clothes. It's not completely finished and put together, but it's a million times better than it was before. It is extremely hot in the apartment tonight, and it's taking all my energy to finish the few loads of laundry I promised myself I would do. But I am happy, and you know what? In general, life is good.
I think we might eat cake for dinner.