Yesterday I was possessed by a small cleaning spirit, and used it to clear out the abandoned mending pile taking up a shelf in the sewing room. I split off the useful-for-rags clothes, then washed a duvet, a sheet, and a surprise pair of silk sleep shorts along with some brown wool crepe destined for pants for P. The rest went in a big trash bag, and I was able to get a couple of stacks of things off the floor and onto the newly-cleared shelf space.

Spent the rest of the day shopping for whole grains and split shelled fava beans for making bean snacks with, then Atlantis with mending a small hole in the freshly-washed sheet.

Crossword after lunch, more Atlantis after dinner, then snack and sleep. Dreamt of something vague and unpleasant, then was up for a while having imaginary conversations with Fellows before they go. I’m going to miss them quite a bit.

I started reading The Night Raven by Sarah Painter, which is a lovely urban fantasy with procedural+organized crime overtones.