Rain. New Music.

Tonight it is raining. I am sitting here on the couch in a quiet house (Josh is out), the kids finally both in bed, feeling tired, yet grounded (possibly because I just ate a huge plate of Josh-made enchiladas and if that isn't enough to put anybody into a satisfied stupor, I don't know what is). The kitty is purring next to me, the rain is tippity-tapping on the roof, and I am strongly considering going to bed with a book in the next 10 minutes or so.

The high point of today was discovering some new music just by surfing around the "if you like that, you'll like this" recommendations on Amazon, and deciding "what the heck, I'm just going to buy them all." There's just something about finding new (to me) music that makes me really happy. That and getting an awkward conversation that I've been dreading for months out of the way, and realizing that it was really not that big a deal. And that’s enough of the cryptic for now. Time for the stripped down basics of comfort activities: book and bed.