She sighed, exhausted.

Until work and classes began, she had to focus extra hard to keep her mind off of Jim.

She’d spent the morning furniture-shopping and scouting around town.

She’d spent the early afternoon putting clothes away, rearranging the corner of the studio currently engulfed by her art supplies, and making a comprehensive grocery list.

Still, her mind wandered.

She wondered if he’d found the jello mold yet.

She smiled, remembering the look of delight that had lit up Dwight’s face when she’d informed him of his role in her plan to get Jim back.

She hoped it worked.