Under my belt..

...one milestone. I have been here in Pasadena for over a month and finally, yesterday, after twelve hours of slave labor in excruciatingly miserable 100 degree heat, I was able to actually PARK MY CAR IN THE GARAGE!! Now to normal people, people without a garage fetish, this may not seem like a big deal. But to me, an organized garage is a sign of physical, emotional and mental contentment. This is why (as anyone who has read my Christmas letters knows) I am continually "cleaning the garage". I love when everything has a place; I feel at peace when I know where to find my stuff even if I don't want it at the moment. It is order. It is respect. It is control! It is wonderful!