With significant portion of long-overdue compensation finally remitted by FEMA, normalcy of life is in sight at last. No more letters written and sent to congresspeople and the POTUS requesting assistance penetrating the systemically dysfunctional agency's red tape. Seething anger slowly subsides.
And with this renewed sense of normalcy comes an abiding, peaceful mood making me capable of appreciating the small things in life again, like cat and dog sleeping soundly on the back porch at sunrise.
The cat prefers a spot where heat gently blows from the freezer's floor vent. The dog likes the new heated sleeping pad.
Sometimes they share the pad, though without touching each other. Still, it's a simple pleasure to see them both enjoying creature comforts of our shared abode in these ancient oaken woodlands.
Now to play a little music and drink a little coffee around bites of some tasty little pastry as future plans are laid out and budgeted, helping raw-nerve experiences of three years burned while battling with lousy government pay grade hacks fade away into pain-free memory banks the way they sometimes do.
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