It’s good to be home. Sasha dozes in her bed, Jessie stalks a toy mouse, the kids’ laughter and chatter float up the stairs from the basement as they play a video game together, and the dishwasher hums in the kitchen.
Chris is out at a friend’s birthday celebration/weekly poker game, so I have the evening to myself. We took Sasha on a walk earlier and paid our marvelous cat/plant/pond sitter and picked up the two books I had put on hold at the library that became available just when I got back in town.
My Corner of the Village 