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There is no trouble in the world that cannot be eased at least somewhat by a pedicure. A salon pedicure even more so, but even a halfway-decent at-home self-pedicure will take pounds of weight off your shoulders. I know, because I just put away the foot bath. Ahhh.
Also, I treated myself to 10 minutes in the masseusse’s chair at Wild Oats yesterday because I had a nasty spasm in my shoulder. She didn’t work any miracles — like I said, she only had 10 minutes — but it felt great and I do have more mobility in my shoulder today than I did yesterday. I guess that’s what non-stop renovation does for ya.
I made vegan French toast this morning based on a Bryanna Clark Grogan recipe I’ve been wanting to try for ages now. It was great! I included nutmeg and vanilla in the batter — the recipe on the page linked above doesn’t call for them — and next time I’ll probably increase the nutritional yeast and sugar a little bit, but not a bad recipe, overall.
I still haven’t used my new KitchenAid stand mixer. I feel a little crazy having it and not using it — I’ve wanted one pretty much all my adult life! But there’s still just so much work to do in here and the kitchen doesn’t feel ready for serious cooking or baking projects yet. It should only take a few weeks more to get things settled enough.
Oh! And I bought a Treo 650! Ohmigosh, I’m so excited — it should be here tomorrow! My Clie’s camera hasn’t been working, and I’d borrowed my colleague’s digital camera for taking house pictures, but then he needed it back and I just decided to do it. Karsten’s been teasing me that it’s inevitable anyway, so what the hell. And it should be here tomorrow! Whee!
I’ve also been buying a ton of stuff for the house, and it feels weird, but it’s fun. It’s all budgeted and everything (even the Treo was in the budget — I just kept pushing it back and trying not to give in) so it’s not like I’m spending out of control or anything, but it’s a little strange to go from living so frugally for years to all of a sudden spending hundreds of dollars at the drop of a credit card. It’s all good, though — worthwhile stuff. The place is really shaping up.
When I get the Treo all set up, I’ll go around taking pictures of the house and post them on Flickr. And we plan to bring the cats here on Tuesday, if Karsten can get all the cat-proofing finished by then — he’s working morning ’til night, seven days a week to do it. I’ve done a little, too, but most of what remains to be done is way out of my league, renovation-wise. And I have enough to do just getting the kitchen, bathroom, bedroom, and office all set up, not to mention doing all the laundry, dishes, cooking, and cleaning — and when I say cleaning, I mean carrying an upright vacuum cleaner up an 8-foot ladder and reaching up with the extension hose to suck more cobwebs than even God has ever seen into the crevice tool attachment. So I feel as if I’m doing my part. 
