This morning the tent is still up in the yard but the house is quiet. For the first time in a couple of weeks we have no house guests. The dogs are snoring. Dozens of wine glasses are washed and waiting for me to put them away. All is calm. DH has a few work commitments today but the worst is over. We made it through.
I have been singing Hamilton‘s love song, Helpless, and writing my list for the new week.