Church on Sunday

Sunday, November 24th 201

On Sunday I return home from my gig to our beautiful (affordable!) condo in the former “Lithuanian Roman Catholic Church Immaculate Conception of the Virgin Mary” to find;

– Dear Hubsand in the kitchen researching how to fix the leak in the shower,

– Dear Daughter practicing typing on her Chromebook,

– Darling Boy researching places he might be able to invest in a parcel of *land* where he can be himself (you know, test out the latest crossbows he made and stuff like that),

– And the occasional odd fur baby sauntering through.

I pinch myself and want to ask; (cue David Byrne): “WELL, HOW DID I GET HERE?!”

But my mamma taught me not to question miracles.

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