My new apartment is starting to feel more like a home. I have dressers, a dining room table, a TV stand (no TV yet), and a bed. A queen-size bed, no less. I’ve always had a twin-size bed, so the extra space makes me feel as though I’m swimming in sheets at night.
Now that I don’t have to spend all my time unpacking and tiptoeing over luggage, I’ll have more time to resume my regular blogging schedule. Generally, I try to post a blog item once every other day, but that can change depending on how much (or little) free time I have. Please continue to leave comments and share your feedback. Comments mean a lot to me. They’re little reminders that readers care and are interested in contributing to, or starting, discussions on “Word on the Street.” It’s you, the readers, who keep me going. Speaking of going, I need to go to bed. My queen-size bed is calling my name.