Refuge

It's been weeks, scratch that...months since K started telecommuting and working from home. So on days when he's absolutely got to be in the office and I'm also leaving for the day to be at FOUND I'm suddenly struck by how peaceful our life has become now that we don't do this driving-to-work thing every morning. 

The rot on our poor house is repaired and the workmen will finish installing the last of the clapboards this morning. I'll be glad to say goodbye to the construction noise and that 80's dance party/sing-a-long sound track that goes with it. They guys have been great but I'm ready to have my quiet refuge of a house back.