I successfully moved into my new apartment on Saturday night and since then have unpacked and arranged and fidgeted just about everything into place, I think. At least for the moment. Most of the knick-knacks which came with the apartment are now hiding in a dark corner inside the wardrobe in the back bedroom. And have subsequently been replaced with books. There is, after all, nothing else with which I would rather decorate.
My major mission for the day is baking two pies, one apple and one strawberry-- my contributions to the Christmas feast tomorrow. Tonight there's a multi-lingual midnight mass downtown, and some of us will go sing in Christmas day at that.
Locally Christmas happens on January 7, according to the Orthodox calendar. I'm curious to see what, if any, accompanying changes appear around here. Probably still no Santa Claus or canned Christmas lounge music. What an utter shame.
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