Sunday, November 29, 2020

Home again, home again, jiggity jig

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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