A Heater, a Hunch, and a Homecoming

Restoring rhythm. Receiving joy. Remembering what matters.

This week didn’t come with fireworks.

It came with clarity.

After the swirl of the holidays, travel to Houston, and a little too much post-December inertia, I finally landed.

And it wasn’t dramatic.

It was a whisper: Check your space heater.

Turns out the damn thing was slowly draining my energy.

I’d been walking around in a fog—tired, draggy—chalking it up t…