Oh, the sourdough saga continues! I finally got a good rise after keeping the starter in the oven with the light on. It was a total game-changer. The crumb was so much more open and airy. My neighbor asked for the recipe, which felt like a huge win. I'm going to try adding some rosemary and sea salt to the next loaf. Fingers crossed it doesn't turn out like a brick again! Baking is honestly just a series of happy little accidents, isn't it? I've been watching a lot of tutorials late at night and it's becoming a fun little hobby that actually produces something edible.

I finally finished organizing my bookshelf by color and it looks incredible. The gradient from black to white through all the rainbow colors is so satisfying to look at. It took me the whole afternoon because I kept stopping to flip through old favorites. I found a dog-eared copy of a book I borrowed from a friend years ago and forgot to return. Oops. Anyway, it feels like a whole new room now. Thinking of tackling the closet next, but maybe that's a project for next weekend when I have more time and energy to spare.