Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Unloading my Pennsic gear from the truck, I stacked it all in the front hall, my usual staging area for Piles O' Stuff being organized before or after a trip. I figured I'd slowly work through unpacking (and a whopping big bundle of laundry) over the next week, after resting up a bit.

But I just realized my error: I don't think I can get the double bass out of the dining room until I've found new locations for all those boxes and bags (I think I can maneuver it past the lumber if I get everything else out of the way). So if I'm taking the double bass to Three Left Feet rehearsal this week, I have a busy afternoon ahead of me.

I plan to start writing about the yet-unblogged portions of my War starting with the ride home and working backwards until I run out of steam ... or exceed my own attention span. Starting tonight or tomorrow.