Baths Still Suck

It rained most of the day Saturday, but despite the dampness the move went well. Sunday was spent unpacking the mass of boxes that the truck had vomited onto our living room floor, as well as hanging shades. The only exception is the door shade, because they sent us the wrong one. I’ll be calling shortly.

The only hold-up so far is the lack of a shower curtain. Our apartment had a shower rod attached to the walls, but the flat does not. Hedda had ordered a rod online, but it hasn’t arrived yet. So no shower for me. Instead, I took a bath this morning. I have not taken a bath in ten years. It turns out I didn’t need any reminding - baths still suck.