Just back from Knoxville, where we slept each night in the basement with the door open wide and the night breeze coming in.
Funny how quickly you can get used to something.
Went to bed last night in my own bed, then woke up at 2 in the a.m. and haven't slept a wink since.
I guess family's like that too. All I could see that last 24 hours was the challenge in raising my hornery nieces.
Couldn't wait to get back to the peace and quiet.
Which is now deafening.