I’m traveling home from Canada today, and the thought of my own bed, office, and secret dessert stash is already warming the corners of my mind. I had a great trip to Manitoba, Canada, and loved spending time with my husband’s family, but there really is nothing like the comfort of home. The idea of reading beneath my favorite lamp until way past my bedtime, snuggling on the sofa, and even cleaning out the dresser I recently found at a flea market is pure heaven. Seeing as my husband and I haven’t been home together for more than two consecutive days since our wedding, I’d guess these absences are why unglamorous things like cleaning and organizing are taking on such a sudden appeal. Whatever the reason, I’ll take it; the anticipation of a homecoming and a stretch of several travel-free weeks ahead could not be sweeter. I hope you’re feeling similarly content with where you are or where you’re headed on this fine Monday. Anyone else out there experiencing a sweet arrival home? Leave a comment.