This picture perfectly illustrates how the past seven or eight weeks feel to me. Life in a blur. We’ve been under construction, having our master bedroom and bathroom renovated. It feels wrong to complain about it as it is truly a luxury to be able to have this work done. Yet it is such an inconvenience. It’s messy. I have to worry about whether or not I need to be home to let a worker in. I have to be presentable at an earlier than normal hour. I have to lock my cat up all day, and yell at the dog who (in the beginning) barked every time someone came in or out (which can easily be 10 times in 2 hours). So the renovation has just completely thrown us off.

On top of that, Bill in the course of two weeks, Bill found out about the deaths of two coworkers. Youngish men, with families and children. Due to completely different reasons, on different sides of the country. I’m sad for their families. Sad for these men and what they will not be able to experience. And it makes me sad to see how things can change. In. An. Instant.

So we give our loved ones extra big hugs.

And we think about all we have to be grateful for.

And we take as much pleasure and joy as we can in each day.