The dust is settling. The butt cracks, also known as plumbers, are gone. The $3,125.43 check has been written and handed over. Tomorrow morning the City comes to do their inspection. If all is well, we are done and the hole in the yard will be filled in.
Then we wait for the next catastrophe. You know it's coming. It's just a matter of when. Such is life. Hopefully there's a little or a LOT of joy sprinkled in between. That is what we should hold onto and dwell on.
Bring on the joy