It was good to walk in and just sit down in a well loved place, and happy to see the rug I bought online and had shipped to the house in place to replace the old one that had seen better days.
But on the way, a stop. Mr. B. and Midwest Chick met me at an Arby's near the freeway not too far of a drive from their hometown so we could have lunch. With elderly parent issues on both sides, we'd not seen each other in person in several months and catching up was sorely needed. If you're ever headed north on I-65 in Indy, the Arby's at Exit 240 (Hebron). There's a reason when I arrive home my husband usually asks "why does your truck smell like onion rings?" It's the cleanest, friendliest Arby's in the State and even if I just stop to use the bathroom and get a drink I'm made to feel welcome.
I just have to get someone to move first who is also happy to be home.