Last night Chad built a fire on our back porch. He used his portable charcoal grill to contain the fire. My husband loves to build fires. He piddles, adds, rearranges, and pokes the entire time. I stare, relax, and think. We shared a cigar as we did our own fire thing. It was a Cohiba from Ecuador, thanks to my college friend, L, who lives in Quito. We passed it back and forth until there was half an inch left. Then we threw the butt into the fire so the dog wouldn't eat it.
It felt good to spend the eveing at home. One great thing about being busy and overwhelmed is that you treasure down time. Too much relaxation results in boredom. It was great to soak up an evening at home.