Jumpy as a cat. Partly it's the weather that keeps changing every 10 minutes - partly that I'm waiting for a call from our antique Storage Co. in NJ, who are shutting down, necessitating our finally having to do something about Delia's godmother's original 19c furniture from her house in the New Orleans Garden District. Huge 4-poster, armoire, etc. - all just plain too large for our apt (which, as some of you know, is not small) . . . . We're trying to sell it to the people who bought (and restored) the house a few years ago. We meant to do this right after we moved to NYC, but we are idiots & neurotic & wasted a lot of time. I just hate this sort of thing. Who doesn't? But in the end, it's just work. No sense getting all worked up.
Also acutely aware that BEA (Book Expo America) is even now going on down at the Javits Center. Everyone is there. I have a ticket. I'll go tomorrow. Honest.
Also acutely aware that BEA (Book Expo America) is even now going on down at the Javits Center. Everyone is there. I have a ticket. I'll go tomorrow. Honest.