Sitting in the bedroom while Rolando drills sheetrock into the walls. After so much waiting, it has begun. The place is in complete chaos and we are set to decamp tomorrow for the Cape. I'm tired and stressed from so many conversations and decisions, but it's really happening. It might be done before Devasha comes home. Unbelievable. Tired. Stressed.

It's hard to do Thanksgiving elsewhere. Maybe next year in my own dining room?

Last weekend we saw Tick Tick Boom which was terrific. And Dreamgirls which was quite a spectacle. Walking as much as I can. Soon I will be on the beach. Going to the Cape feels like going home.