My dear sweet husband finished painting the walls today. The dove gray reminds me of wet sand, soaked with salt from the briny tide.
I am, as usual, lounging on the couch while boom slumbers beside me and A makes our house look beautiful. Game of Thrones is playing in the background and the little direwolves remind me of my little wolves. Boom starts up as A sets the alarm. Such a peace settles over us.
We snuggled and flipped through holiday catalogues. Our hearts are warm; our spirits are bright.