Book it at Home

To come to my house you'd think it was a library. My husband and I are always reading except when we are shouting to each other over the noisy fans. We live in a big chaotic warehouse a messy library with classical music playing on the radio and a cat and a dog running around. A library whose librarian has joy in hanging out the laundry and baking breads and waffles. In the afternoon I replenish my body mind spirit by taking a swim at the pool next door.