still in pieces

Remember a week ago when I said I had cut and assembled just about all of the unit pieces for my tulip blocks? It turns out that was a bit of a lie. I was actually only halfway done, but didn't realize it. I forgot about an entire unit, and then I had too few (by different amounts) of all the others. My good little girl counted all my short piles and labeled them for me. I should have had 50 but I had 42, 36, 43. I've got my count down now—just a little more cutting and I can get my dining table back.

Totally unrelated, I've been having dreams about the bike rides I used to take as a kid. I'm not dreaming about how much fun it was or who I was with, just the actual route and the way the route felt—how some parts were sunny and some parts were shady, and some part gave me a nervous feeling because they were wooded and I couldn't see around the curves. I like it because I get to see the details of places I wouldn't think of otherwise, like the deli next to the liquor store where there were always candy wrappers on the ground. I am sure I am dreaming this because I'm trying to figure out what places are ok for Eva to bike to alone. I think I did a lot of exploring on my bike, but maybe I was a little older. I don't know.