It hit me like a fly hits the windshield of a speeding bus.
With the kids at school, my artist working in her studio, and me on a day off, I had stepped out of the house for a couple of hours to put up some of our Christmas light display on our western Canadian, suburban home. With 8,000 bulbs in our display, it takes a lot of time and even more thought to set it up.
By the time I had another 2,000 bulbs on the house, I was mentally drained.
I needed to shut my brain off. I needed to feel my cold-numbed fingers and toes. I needed to go inside.
So, I did.
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