Some days feel so productive, others not so much. High heat today put a damper on my momentum, as did a conflict with Tommy. It's such a complicated dynamic, I know I play a part in it, but from where I stand, it's simply about how I respond to an abusive, dismissive attitude. It's learned behavior for him, and I can only let so much frustration build before cracking. As for the move, the carpets at Matson got cleaned, but I was not a fan of the technician who was just in pure 'upsell mode,' and they did less than I expected and charged more than we were initially told. That didn't sit well. But the work got done. At some point tomorrow, I'll be getting the last of anything left as far as recycling/trash or donations (a few items in the side alley), and after the scheduled cleaning Tuesday, we are done-diddly-done. I still struggle at times to comprehend being back in this home. It's nothing like before, but I don't fully understand why it wasn't and could not have been far more pleasant. That, too, was a complicated dynamic. What I have now seems so simple. Harmonious, even. Looking about our home, recognizing all the harmony amongst all the history, just resonates with a sense of arrival, if not perhaps redemption. I have a busy work day tomorrow, and I've got to focus aggressively throughout the week ahead as many critical needs are coming to a head.