Fiorella spent half the day going through all the little notes she'd made and scattered around her very small bedroom, but she knows her clean-up will only last until the next load--and the load after that--of her life arrives from storage. Hopefully, after that, your girl will be more organized.
What is especially annoying right now is that Fio, pressed for space, has had to line up a couple of paintings and an extra load of clothes up against the wall of her room. She hasn't found just the right spot for the paintings yet, but her clothes will have to wait till her closet can be remodeled from a child's wardrobe to that of an adult.
Bit by bit, Fiorella is reentering the modern world. Translation: she's learned how to use a universal remote to get to the television shows she wants to see on the big black TV that's hanging over her chest of drawers. Don't laugh--steps, baby steps....
Congratulate Fio! Today is her twelfth day since receiving her second inoculation. She'll still be wearing a mask though--to remind everyone else to socially distance and--well--just in case.
Your girl can hardly wait to set up libraries in her salon, then dive into them, especially the languages. Of course, her half-finished romances, reams of poetry, linguistic papers, and several of her paintings will be there too, but the electric piano will be in the parlor.
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