Tonight felt weird coming home. There have been many nights where I came home to an empty house, but tonight just felt different. Good and weird. I went to the hen house to check for eggs and the door had blown shut to the run and there was an egg on the floor instead of in the nest box.
Just kinda weird.
All the birds seemed ok though.
The house was still fairly clean from the mad cleaning it got yesterday. I put on a pot of water to boil two eggs and while they cooked I picked up, folded the last of the clean clothes and put them away, found my lost shoes and put them where they belonged and got my jammies on.
Now the eggs are done, going to have them with Mandarine oranges and water. Check my emails and go to bed early and catch up on some reading.
It is sooooo quiet. Wow. Kind of nice.