Random Thoughts on a Busy Day

Hurry, hurry, hurry.
Rush, rush, rush.
The holiday pushes.
I run.

Good, because I move.
Good, because I’m focused.
Good, because vacation is on the horizon.

Ten blissful days of fun, family, rest.
No work.
Well, work, but my work.

My pace.
My schedule.
My way.

Sleep in.  Build block castles. Race Matchbox cars. Sip tea as the young ‘uns run through the house.

House on the hill.

House surrounded by wood.

Our Home.

Can’t wait!
Only eight more days. 🙂