I got home from work about 4:35PM, after a grueling day in Court with some of the most frustrating people I've ever had the misfortune of meeting. I went to the Post Office directly after 4 Bells because I mailed some school clothes down to Florida for my Brianna. I found myself humming in the Post Office line - wait. . .I didn't find myself. . .a woman standing to my left told me I had a beautiful humming voice. Then the lady to my right agreed with her, and THEN I realized I was humming. Under The Boardwalk. But I must have been self soothing due to the nature of the day. Anyway, I rushed home after that to vacuum. It's summer and anyone with a dog knows that this time of year, vacuuming is a daily chore. Did I mention how much I hate housework? No? Well, I do. I get no personal satisfaction from cleaning the house. Never have. Never will. So I'm still in my heels and skirt from work, vacuuming, got the dryer going cause I have sheets that needed washing. I'm changing beds, vacuuming, fluffing...like I'm some sort of domestic genius....but I find that I am happy. Wait. . .what? I'm happy doing housework? Well, I'm happy because my princess bride is coming home, and my niece will be here, and my sister-in-law that I see way too rarely is going to share space here at the Creekview. This is the best stuff on Earth. Family. And even though it can be hectic, and sometimes crazy it brings me joy, and
Peace.
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