Just found out that my husband did not get offered the dream job he interviewed for last week. Which means we have to continue not paying bills and living in a place we hate, instead being awesome in the mountains.
It's stormy, which reminds me of home, and I get to work from home (ie, lay on the couch in my pajamas) and in a few hours I'll have a fresh loaf of sourdough coming out of the oven. Coziness = :)