Monday, March 5, 2012
Home stinky home...
But they are now all at school and I can survey the damage.
This is what it's like when we return home after a weekend away. We were greeted by dirty dishes in the sink and something stank-y in the garbage can. The back storm door was unlocked, as was the regular door. What in the world? We actually left for a weekend with the back door unlocked?
But it was all fine. Another reason we're glad we live on a quiet and relatively safe street. We are so absentminded as to leave a door unlocked when we leave town. That's what bothers me. What else did I forget? Might I forget? I could drive myself crazy asking questions like that.
So I'll set to work this morning getting everything in order: turning on the heat, starting the dishwasher and washing machine, unpacking bags, going to the grocery store, even getting some writing done.
Something still stinks. I think it might be the compost container, not the garbage.
It's good to be home.