I woke up repeatedly last night: there is something unsettling about hearing rodent activity in the next room – waiting for the sound of a trap – not hearing it – waiting for it – and then hearing activity.
So at 6 a.m. I called it quits. I started my bread baking and took Abby out into the back 40. It was a dark, moody morning, but quite perfect considering it is the shortest day of the year.
Happy Solstice. I shall celebrate soon by going to the labyrinth at Bethlehem Retreat Centre. I shall go inward following a candlelit path – into the centre of the labyrinth and myself – be at the centre – feel the connection to all – and then walk out again – into the love and into the light.
But back to today. Paul and Patti came over and did monumental work – because after walking Abby I crawled into the little storage space behind the bathroom. It was thick with rat shit.
I spotted several holes. I vacuumed. My LLs (best in the world) came over and nailed things and screwed things and stuffed things and did their damned best to eliminate every tiny hole. And Paul also replaced my door knob because it was sticking again and I had to kick the door to get out.
Fun and games.
But seriously, I am so grateful – as I said, best LLs ever!
So I spent part of the day writing – doing some prep work for a TEDx speaker – and writing about love.
When all is said and done, there are some wonderful things in this world: joy, happiness, fun, caring, friendship – it’s a very long list. And nothing comes close to how it feels to love and be loved.