Hello Internet!

I woke up this morning and realized that I have not spent a single minute of the past week in some depressing waiting room. That's seven days without ugly beige chairs. Seven days without smelling old, burnt coffee. Seven days without staring at a watercolor of an ocean that looks more like a badly-frosted coconut cake.

I think I'm going to take a break from blogging for a while and focus on what's important: I'm home. Hank is home. We have good days and we have bad days, but we're here. And you know what? That's enough.

Although I think we should really consider some kind of cabinet for that TV in the bedroom. God, it just ruins the whole flow of the room.