I can freely say the word, "quiet,"or, "it sure seems quiet," because I am at home. I am not at work…in the emergency department. After a long, busy day at the Sam, my beloved place of employment, I am at home in a quiet, peaceful house with nothing but the sounds of my dogs cleaning themselves and the mice in the walls scurrying about.
There's something about a quiet night at home. Kids are all (on their computers in their respective rooms) heading to bed, Christmas lights are still lit on this late December night.
Well. Aside from throwing my uniform in the drier, I guess I am done for the evening. Dogs will be put up for the night (two in different rooms, one in a kennel) and a kitty snuggled with the other kid…. Christmas lights dimmed for now… house secured….. and a small goblet of wine to take me to sleepy-time land.
So, good night you Princes of Maine, you Kings of New England. Sleep well.
Kies
