The hunt for a Christmas tree was the order of business this morning. Maya, having forgone all manner of warm clothing, was quick to identify a candidate. Kyle deemed it too skinny and continued the search. Just about the time Jeanine joined us after her workout at the gym, Kyle declared victory, and all parties concurred with his choice. It proved to be the perfect height and width for our space, as confirmed once in situ.

Later in the day, Jeanine and I went hunting for a far more elusive item—the perfect reading chair for her office. Her fanny sampled dozens of options in three different stores. She has narrowed the possibilities to a handful and will return to her favorites tomorrow to evaluate fabric options.