Wank shui

We try to keep things tidy here, and we mostly do. We try, every two weeks or so, to also keep them clean. Today, with nothing else pressing, I did the vacuuming that John usually does, bless his heart. I also read several hundred pages of the new Ken Follett book. (Bliss!) Fortunately this thousand-page hardback monster will be going back to the NYPL within the week. Because where would we keep it?

Here are some of the more troublesome corners of our place. Living in a New York apartment, a friend once told me, is like living on board a ship: everything has to be carefully stowed in its place. She knew from stowage, too: she and her boyfriend proudly bought a 450 square foot apartment several years ago, the thought of which would simply not occur to a Texan.