I love my house, my life. I love the fact that waving my hands spastically in front of my chest and saying “rawr” is a declaration of love. I love that I can look out at the cows in the fields behind my home. I am really hoping that Texas pays its electricity bill soon so we can once again have AC (read: cooler weather) and not burst into flames as you walk outside.
I don’t have anything profound or amusing to say today. Just a contented sigh and a smile.