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Yesterday was supposed to be spent unpacking the last 12 boxes since the move. 12 boxes! The mind reels. Since we haven’t needed what’s in them for just about four months, it is very likely that the Salvation Army and/or Goodwill will be receiving a hefty donation from us in the near future. There are a lot of candles, some miscellaneous tchotchkes, and who knows what else. I’m still working on the shoes.

Part of the day was also supposed to be devoted to procuring ingredients and preparing a rhubarb pie to take to my parents’ Thanksgiving dinner last night. Instead, as you already know, we spent our time hatching and implementing a foolhardy plan (not to be confused with a foolproof plan) to deal with more squirrels. And just as well because rhubarb isn’t even in season around here. The day ended much better than it began, with a gathering of 5 of my favourite people around a fine, warm, 16 pound bird. And tonight, more bird with 4 other favourite people.

You know your life is working for you when your mortgage payment leaves $4 in your checking account, $2 of which you invest in tickets to your library’s 50/50 draw, from which you end up winning $74. That’s my highest return on investment this year.