Feels like home.

It is kinda wierd having two homes. It is to the point where we can walk into either place and fall into a routine like we never left.
When we can back to Texas this time, it was more of an adjustment than usual as the the little fild mice had moved in and nibbled on sme strange items. It took a solid week of glue traps to clean the place up. We caught 5 before we were confident we were clean again.
But just look at the living area of our little cabin. Isn't it inviting? No mice allowed!