|Let my happy dance commence.|
I have to know, have you ever had neighbors so loud that you genuinely asked "Was that thunder or just the neighbors walking?" How appropriate that it would be lightning & thundering the day said neighbors hit the highway!
I wanted to make a bowl of popcorn, pull up a chair & watch the show. Instead, I poured a jar of milk & grabbed a justifiable portion of Grasshopper cookies I whipped up late last night to commemorate the occasion.
Let us celebrate that we'll no longer feel like we have to get out of the house so we can hear ourselves think. May we never again feel like we're living under a gladiator battle at the Coliseum. We'll cross our fingers when we next see a moving truck pull in.
But for now, on this blissful day, the only trouble facing me is the cookie that eclipses the size of my milk jar. And in my book, a giant cookie is never any trouble.
(And not to sound dramatic, but the sun literally came out the moment that moving truck pulled away.)