Small things (and not-so-small things) in a phase of galloping chaos. We are redoing the siding on our house, and it’s enough to shatter both our nerves. One part of the house is 60 years old, the other closer to 90. We’ve now located all the places that haven’t been touched since they were originally built. Argh.
But life is good. Here are some symptoms.
A new fridge that actually fits enough food for four teenagers.
fresh baking at midnight, to avoid the day’s heat
my prince has come, and he’s still here, rescuing me from my wilderness palace’s decrepitude. He’s my high school sweetheart, and I’ve been with him for half my life.
a fun hat that I love
My cozy fluffy workspace where I can also fall asleep watching the stars. Present and accounted for: Bible, journal, printed manuscript by me and Marc, and 21st-century digital cubicle (AKA the laptop).