I love the word eavesdropping. This morning I eavesdropped. Is eavesdropping even a verb? Anyway, this morning I overheard, while walking up the stairs towards the breakfast room of Haus Hirt, that the guests from rooms 32 and 33 will be arriving at noon. Pardon me? We are the guests in room 32 and 33. I know that for sure; I just left my sleeping kids and my husband in rooms 32 and 33 to go upstairs and write my weekly blog about my creative writing adventures. My month in review – August 2022. Suddenly it feels like I only have a few hours left of this wonderful month of mindful walking, creative writing, and eating splendidly. Then the family that is moving into rooms 32 and 33 will be here and take over.