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We are home from holidays.

The livingroom, diningroom, kitchen and laundry areas have been labelled disaster zones.

I'm about to call the reserves.

Lots of things to tell you.

I am ex-frickin'-hausted. Was awake for a total of 9 whole hours yesterday.

The holiday was great. 12 days was too short. I'm more of a 21 day getawayer.

We went to California. On the coast, the temperatures were close to what they are at home.

But we weren't on the coast. We were in Indio. In the desert. Where I found out that there is, indeed, a temperature that's "too hot".

47 degrees celcius. (that's 118 to you, bb).

If you turned on your hair dryer to "hot" and held it 18 inches from your face, that's what wind felt like, there.

Ooh, honey. It was hot.

In other news, and this is a big, big deal...

My little company is moving. INTO A REAL OFFICE.

Located at the corner of Smith and 11th Avenue, it's a 100+ year old heritage building. My "landlord" is in his 80's. His family has had a construction company in Regina for over 100 years. His son runs the construction company, now - but he still manages my new building. We agreed on a price, he said move in whenever you like. I never signed a lease. It's just not the way he works.

And a huge plus? My immensely talented friend Adrienne and her immenseley talented husband have an office right next door. Andrea? A friend whom I have known (and adored) for fully half my life? Works down the street. Ditto for my friend, Angie who works at the library - the other way down the street.

I move in August 1st. I'm painting. I've bought furniture. Really fabulous furniture.

I CAN HARDLY WAIT.

Love to all,
Lise
xoxoxoox