“Home” is starting to click. It’s slow. Or maybe I’m slow. I’m not sure. And it really doesn’t matter, because either way, it takes a while.
Anyhoo, the pool has saved my life a few times this past hot week. And the floors are finally (mostly) stripped, and ready for the next step. It’s feeling more and more like ours every day. And that’s a good feeling.
I’m happy for us. I’m happy for me. And that is huge, y’all.
Hallelujah.