I have 27 minutes to get everybody dressed (and awoken) and out the door but apparently, I'm going to write a blog instead.
Went to the doctor yesterday. Bronchitis/early pneumonia. Not like me.
We have been in this house for a year now and when I look around, I am so very grateful that a year has passed. I am sitting at my desk in our sunroom, able to see the sun rising over the barn through the French doors, pictures on the wall and the floors clean and softly gleaming. Nothing like living in actual, un-fixable, disarray for months to make you relish order. At one point the kitchen was in one place and the stove in another. Piles of boards and sawdust separated them.
Alright. 25 minutes. Must go.
Delivering a wedding present.
1 month ago