Trying extra hard to start better eating habits at work (both of us) to keep going and keep moral high while we push through the next couple months. Today I don't feel fearful about moving across the country but on a Sunday evening I'll be overcome by despair to face work on Monday. Not sure that'll remain come March, but we're trying to face it like adults. Crafting salads in the kitchen feels like waging a tiny war on my current frustrations.

Chowed down on grilled jalepeno cornbread at this copper counter Sunday morning and John made sure to get me some vanilla butter. A special weekend.

/ A really special article and project.

/ Desiring this mug.