After the last stressful few days, the house finally closed and we are free of it. Free from the Madman who lived next door.
Stress eases away from my centre. I am left with this deep exhaustion mixed with a lightness I have not felt in years.
And I want to sleep. And I want to tidy and unpack. And I ease into the new sounds and smells of this new area.
The mosquitoes are intense.
Last night I forced husband to sit on the swing with me. The old owners left it, and although it is a little bit tired, it is in a perfect corner under two large cedars.
We were at a nearby nursery on Saturday and I picked up some [leftover] perennials to plant in the dry wasteland of the front garden. We planted them yesterday and then watched a storm approach over from the west.
Everything did get a great soaking.
Not always calm, it is certainly getting better.