Today, the entire Schubert family came over to help me lug in my new rug. The Fed Ex man hadn't rung the doorbell and I didn't even know it was there until I stepped outside in the 100-degree afternoon.
Wow! It took me a while to unwrap it--you know that tentative feeling you have when you get something new in the mail and aren't sure if you're going to like it or not? Well, this one is perfect--and finally the room is beginning to look like it's wrapped up for a party.
I'm thinking of sleeping on it tonight and seeing where dreams take me on the magic carpet ride of sleep.
In my dream last night, I was writing a long letter to Alice Walker, asking her what to do next. Maybe tonight she'll answer.
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