to be cleared

Today I was twice reminded how distracted my mind has been lately. First by a colleague pointing out my mistakes and second by realizing I had double booked the evening. But by the end of a somewhat busy morning and afternoon all had been sorted out and no harm done to anything else except perhaps a little nick to my self esteem.

No matter how lovely the evening has been, I do also like the moment when the guests have left, kids gone to bed, table cleared, dish washer is quietly whirring, lights dimmed and I can pour me one more sip of left over wine.