With dinner in our stomachs, the dishes mostly done, and the prospect of some lesson planning looming, my girlfriend and I decided not to while away all of our free moments on television and head outdoors for a short walk.
It was a little better than dusk, and the air spoke of rain–more possibility than threat, but the sweet damp feeling was very palpable. At the end of the driveway we turned left and walked down the street towards the park that opens up at the end of the court.
We walked past neighbours I know and the houses of neighbours I used to know. Despite the pandemic, the housing market is still hot and regardless of whether people have either moved up or moved away, they have all definitely cashed in. Their real estate agents, doubtlessly, agree.
We walked past the house being rebuilt after the devastating fire. It has taken more than a year, but looking at the outside, it appears to be nearing completion.
We wandered to the edge of the park, but with no walking path and rain having been featured for most of the afternoon and evening, we didn’t want to chance getting our shoes wet.
Knowing there was work to be done, we gulped down the lungfuls of fresh air and headed back towards home. It was a short adventure but upon reflection, it was absolutely necessary and definitely worth doing.