My husband came and picked me and Brio up and hauled us home. Sort of scary how much noise bothers me now -- I got used to quiet and solitude! But no doubt I will adjust again. It feels good to be back in a fully-functioning kitchen, with sunlight streaming in. Feels good also to send back my bag of library books and know there are stacks more waiting for me upstairs. I was running low at the church.
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