...additions to my reading list arrived in the mail.
As I've mentioned before, I'm a big fan of Guy Gavriel Kay, so buying Ysabel was a given. I wasn't so sure about buying the Dawkins book. I'd heard good things about it, but the review at Amazon put me off. I finally decided to order it after a chat over at Salt and Ice.
The books are now on a shelf in my newly painted, newly reorganized office. Well, there's one wall left to paint, but that has to wait until the weekend after next. Anyhow, because of the changes, the lighting was no longer adequate for evening reading, so I went to Flin Flon to buy the perfect lamp. Alas, no such lamp presented itself. I then looked through the Sears catalogues. I searched through Home Depot and Staples. Still nothing. Convinced that the lamp of my dreams did not exist, I toddled off to the studio to work on a watercolour. An hour or so into painting, I touched the paper with a brush that was overloaded with water. In a mad scramble for paper towel, I noticed a lamp. A lonely little lamp that hasn't been used in years. A lamp that I'd forgotten about. The lamp of my dreams was in the studio all this time, right in front of my nose.