Sunday’s ought to be ritualistic, and I’m not talking in a religious way. For us it involves good coffee (or chai, if La Fille ™ has had the craving and bought us some), and breakfast sandwiches. BLTs or homemade McMuffins.
Of course, this Sunday (like many of those since I began work) will be devoted to getting Inglewood House (we need a better name for it) ready for move in. We’re almost there. Showers glass, stair railings, ductwork cleanout, hot water tank tuning, touchups… it’s all been done. Or getting done.
M Day is December 6. And I’m off to do some more trim work. After breakfast, that is.