June 4, 2006

While you were out

When he went out, it looked somewhat like this. Boxes, clutter, general state of angst-inducing unsettledness:

When he came home, it looked like this. A place for everything and everything in its place:
at last

And I didn’t just hide everything in the garage. I actually PUT IT AWAY. When he walked in, the only light was the one emitting from the TV. As he flipped the switch to see the big reveal, he said “do we live here?”