HEY, IT'S GOOD

One of my favorite songs is that old John Denver tune, Back Home Again.

It's one of those songs that grabs me somewhere deep as only a beloved tune from our youth can do. It always reminds me of my childhood home, winter, and my mother's simple meals on the stove. I thought of it today as I had the day home alone.

The snow softly fell outside my window today adding maybe another inch to the solid covering we already have. Down came most remnants of Christmas around the house, and into the slow cooker went chili ingredients.

If something didn't get done for the holidays, it won't now. The page has turned and we're into a new year. I spent a couple more hours today on the phone and internet for a work project, proofed a column for her magazine that was so nicely written, I could do nothing as editor to improve it, even with an odd comma or a new paragraph.

I could have accomplished more today, but that would have meant getting out of my pajamas before 4 p.m. Now it's 6 p.m., Brian is eating supper, and I'm typing in my first blog post of 2018.

Night has fallen to cover the view out my window and I'm hoping to get to bed by 9:30. A good night's sleep is gold for the day ahead.

So there's little point to this post other than to wish you and yours a Happy 2018 and to remind you that when it comes to the simple joys of home, hearth, supper in the slow cooker, a hot bath in the works, and the lure of an early bedtime, hey, it's good. It's all good.