Privacy, SecrecyJuliet has dropped by the new house a few times. We spend most of our hours here at the kitchen table, waiting for the kettle to boil again. She likes the kitchen very much; she is less comfortable in other parts of the house, but that is largely because I have not made them home yet. It will come, in time.
She visits alone. It is not that her family isn't welcome here, but they are private people, by both necessity and wont, and they do not spend too much time in the public sphere. Someone has to stay home with the child in any case.
There is much to do here; I am blessed that by far the most I need to worry about are extravagant details, and that there a no major horrors lying wait for me. The tools scatter to projects, to be swept up again and deposited in the basement in their places temporary. Little by little, the shape of the house changes with the shape of life within.
It will come, in time.
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