It feels like two weeks - not two days - have passed since I took this photo on Saturday morning while in town getting bagels and donuts for my parents (who came up to help me finalize everything for the housesitter and get to the airport). I thought that I'd be all wistful about leaving - and when it came to taking one last look at the nursery, thinking about how the next time I step foot in there it will be to show our daughter her new room, I was - but mostly I was just completely freaked out about whether or not I'd forgotten something essential.

Because really, I kind of feel like I should get a medal for packing two months' worth of stuff into that one suitcase.

Making these things is weirdly relaxing. I had forgotten.

I spent last night trying to chill out for a second after hours and hours and hours of filling out forms and making phone calls and trying to iron out the details of everything from airport pickups to rental cars to whether we're going to be living in a walkup (happily, we appear to have scored a first-floor apartment), and thought that merited a conclusion to the evening that included some Orange Is The New Black and friendship-bracelet-making.

Yum yum yum.

(That berry box is porcelain and can be used for jewelry, et cetera; how cute is that?!)

{ A little joy-inspiring jewelry, including the happiest bracelet in the world and a dual-birthstone ring (the one on my middle finger) for my baby and baby-to-be … }

{ … A slim fold wallet perfect for Father's Day (soon!) … }