After getting up at 4:00 am to catch the first of 2 flights, I arrived in San Diego yesterday around 12:45 west coast time. Picked up the rental car, drove to the apartment building that the theater owns, walked in the door and cried. Yes, I cried. It was so much more depressing and dark than I remembered it. Some of the furniture is hideously ugly. I mean ugly. I was sleep deprived, missing my husband and dogs desperately, and I just lost it. I wanted to turn around and go back home. After buying some groceries, eating, and unpacking – I felt a bit better. A good night’s sleep helped, too.
Today I got up and made some lists. I went to IKEA and Target and bought some things that I hope will help make the apartment more attractive. Here’s a few photos:
Well, I’ve made a start. There will be more to come. But right now, it seems a bit more livable. Now, if I could just do a Bewitched-like twitch of my nose and transport Mockingbird Hill Cottage right here, it would be perfect.