Wish Jodi a happy birthday, everyone!

Well, four months in Reykjavik has left me out of shape. I rode a bicycle for the first time since I left for Iceland and boy…those hills are, um, distinctive. I had a voice lesson with Sue today, and its been about three months since I sang anything harder than Happy Birthday. My voice was as rusty as my cycling muscles. I’m sure it will all come back, but it’s dismaying meanwhile.

Right, back to the Pantry floor.

Today I am going to start pulling up the last of the vinyl floor. There’s still some in the bathroom, but it’s in good shape so we’ll leave it alone. The pantry floor, on the other hand, is ready to leave the house. I’ll keep you posted on progress.