The place where we arrived from Tempe Arizona yesterday, loaded down with a carload of books, home goods (from my mother-in-law), purchases (can’t wait to try out my new paella pan), and luggage that will need to be emptied out and contents laundered.
The place where first thing we did when we walked in the door was to make sure none of our fish had died in our saltwater aquarium. We had to search bit, but eventually, all five emerged. Joy!
The place that has once again survived us being away without any break-ins, mishaps or catastrophes of any kind. I am always beyond grateful for that.
The place where, once we unloaded the car and ventured back out to go collect our dogs from the pet hotel, we brought them back to. As we unleashed them in the house one-by-one, they happily raced about and barked, unable to contain their joy. A couple of them jumped on the furniture and wriggled around on their backs, big smiles on their faces.
The place where, once the dogs were bathed, and I was bathed, I put on my floor-length lounging gown, poured myself a chilled glass of chardonnay and, surrounded by dogs in the living room chaise lounge, blissfully looked over a couple of the home decor books I had bought at Bookman’s on our trip. There I stayed from 4:00 p.m. until 6:00 p.m.; my own personal happy hour.
The place where I went to bed early — 7:45 p.m. — not only because I was still exhausted from the long drive home, but because I could tell my dogs were anxious to get to sleep in their own bed again. They followed me in, and one-by-one, found their spot on the bed, some a little more flush up against me than normal, just because they could. It was evident I was truly missed.
The place where, this morning I look about and see all the post-vacation clutter that needs to be put away, and even though I may not get to it all at once, I know I have a 4-day weekend to do so.
The place where I will later venture out from to have sushi lunch with my friend Jim. Chuck and I didn’t have any sushi during our trip and I am craving it now. Who better than Jim G.? Since I don’t have to work later, I will take advantage by having their Sapporo & Sake Drink Special.
The place where there is always something that needs to be done, but I find myself sometimes just doing nothing, and it feels okay, because it is Home.