I've been swept up in homework - packing, cleaning, repairing - and making notes on how to do it better next time around. (I'm sure to have more to say on that later.)
I've been moved by the kindness of others: Offering help in the heat and tools and taking my kids while I have been preoccupied. My life is full of generosity. It fuels me.
And then, a storm moved in last night, lightening and thunder shaking the house just as Greg finished painting for the day. We cleaned up and went out to celebrate our anniversary, gone for a few short hours.
It was nearly dark when we pulled in around 10, but I could tell something was wrong with the top of our maple tree. Then I saw all the limbs down in our yard.
At least the house is intact.
I'm off to work again, while my parents have the kids and Greg is out of town. I'm going to purposely ignore my laptop because imagine what I could accomplish, on my own, if I get to it.
So, I'm off. I'll be seeing you again soon.