“Serenity Now, Serenity Now” – or at least for a week

Took the obligatory week off and attempted to forget everything that had transpired during the previous 51 weeks. I was successful. I’d like to do it again.
On the long drive home I’d fantasized about an extreme home makeover team attacking my home and finishing all the restoration work while I was gone. It didn’t happen. But the best neighbors anyone could ask for had cut my grass and even trimmed shrubbery.

I do love where I live and was thankful to be home.