Thank goodness, I feel almost human this morning. I was so tired last night, I could hardly move. Cleaning and sorting all day and taking care of Greg and Phoebe (Greg has a cold) for several days just wore me out. I tried going to bed at 6 PM, but Phoebe just asks and asks for me. I got up and Greg was going to go back out and sit with our buddy L, who is only here for a few days, and tears just started streaming down my face as I told him ok. I wasn’t even meaning to cry, I was just so tired.
Thankfully, he stayed in and I stayed out with them—so Phoebe wouldn’t just keep going into the room. We had a nice time playing—it seems like we haven’t interacted for days with the sickness and moving and business. I went to bed and Phoebe stayed out with Greg until midnight or so (sleeping, lol) and it is like being with her day reset her—after she came to bed, I just said that na-na’s were asleep and she said ok and just went to sleep.
And glory of glories—two batteries do the trick—the furnace ran all night and didn’t take the charge down below 50%.
This morning I actually feel refreshed. I know I must be coming down with the cold, I could hardly have missed being exposed with Phoebe sick, but I feel wonderful. I walked outside to dump the perc grounds in the firepit and walked to the top of the rise nearby. The sun was just coming up through the clouds and it is beautiful here. Bumpy golden rock formations all around, the plains and rises spotted with Joshua tree and cholla. The entire place glows, golden rock, golden sand. Frost covers all surfaces in just a glittering of silver. The gravel crunching under my feet as I walk around. I finally feel like we are home.