Saturday night I had a party. It was to celebrate selling my condo in Chicago, and as sort of a coming out event for my apartment, which by virtue of my^* finally finishing unpacking everything (I've had moving boxes lining the walls for the past year and a half) is looking presentable. Partyable, even.

It wasn't a huge party, but as Dave said, a lot of my friends are parties in themselves.

^* When I say “my” unpacking, I really mean “my” sitting around while my nice obsessively organizational friend unpacked.