2. Steve handled it, entirely. Just as I was getting ready to leave the house for a meeting, I saw a floor mat floating at the bottom of the basement stairs. My heart sank, I assessed the damage, I called Steve to come home, and I left. He bailed us out : )
3. I came home late, too tired to care about anything. I burrowed into my bed pulling the warm quilt up to my chin and feeling ever so grateful that I've ended up right here.
I agree about the bed - the warmest, most safe place to be sometimes.
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