Home Sweet House

Photo by malias

Trips are nice. Home is better.

Admittedly, I don’t have much to say tonight. After 10 hours in the car, I pulled into my driveway, and nothing–NOTHING–looked as good as my house. I dragged my suitcase, (large enough to transport a body), through the front door and ker-thunked it on the living room floor before inhaling the smells of home.

Better still, my husband had dinner in the oven and toilet paper on the holder. He had the place completely under control!

I look forward to diving into the website full-force again this week. Watch for improvements. Cheer on the changes. And thank you to the many of you who sent me well wishes this week.

It’s sure good to be back!

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