The ceiling fan purrs quietly. The dog snores at my feet.  The MacBook warms my lap as the Moon Beam ticks softly next to me.  For the first time in ages, I am all caught up.

The bills are paid, the invoices are mailed, the laundry is drying.  Bags are packed, equipment is loaded for the coming weekend, and I get to sleep a little bit later in the morning thanks to a fire academy class.

I’m sure I’ve forgotten something, but it won’t matter in the end.  I’m off to read a book.