back to reality

My place

 Landed in NYC with a thud a week ago. Bad news from friends and relations—illness, injuries and death—cold weather, apartment problems (plumbing, always plumbing), taxes still to finish, bills to pay, etc. And then there's the News, which I'd been ignoring.
   The bright spot was that I have gotten to see a lot of friends, including two gala evenings in a row (as you should be able to tell by Keri Pickett's outfit since she spent the night at my place and then went to Donna's without going home in between). Another bright spot: I have done the wash.

Donna's place. And, no, she hasn't finished her book yet.