Futility Now

Ups and Downs

This weekend we relocated from S’s old room, in which I’d been camping out for the last couple of months on account of the cold, back into the real bedroom in the attic. Basically the time had come to either move everything down there or come back up here. C was in favor of the former because it has only gotten colder, but that seemed like a bit of a retreat to me, which is no way to start a new year.

So it is very cold, but I feel like it’s the harsh, bracing wind of progress.