And I am in bed. Happily in bed. The window is open. The lace curtains are floating on the breezes. My ceiling fan is quietly humming as it spins around. I love this computer and being able to be on the internet from anywhere in or around my house.
My day was both insanely busy and incredibly wonderful. I woke to my phone ringing at 5:45 a.m., and not a moment too soon. A man I don't really talk about was stuck on the Vail Pass on his way to Denver and didn't think he would make it to the meeting. Well drat. But because he called, I was able to make it to the meeting on time. It was a meeting where no one had a topic, so I actually brought up a topic... which I do about every 10 years or so... whether I need to or not.
After the meeting, he made it to the meeting room. From there, we went to a park to let his dog take a romp around. You know, there is something incredibly wonderful about being at a park, very early on a warm spring morning, when the trees have just turned green and everything is fresh and wonderful, and you are standing dangerously close to someone you just, well, you just don't talk about. Nice. Very, very nice.
In the afternoon, I went to volunteer at the late registration table for the Marathon tomorrow. I cannot run in it, so I decided to volunteer. It was fun and enlightening. I realized I look like a runner about as much as most runners do. I always tend to think runners are reed thin, wiry, and very very athletic looking people. Not necessarily so. Nice to know that. You would think I would know that from the number of races I have been in, but while running in a race, I am not really thinking about much of anything other than just running - which is why I love running. (yes, I again love running and can't wait to get back out there... soon... soon.)
When I got home from there, having only consumed two shredded wheat biscuits all day long, I frantically cooked dinner. Daughter and granddaughters showed up in time for dinner. It was just so ideal. So normal. So nice.
They are camped out on the living room floor. I am camped out in my bedroom. I will get to sleep soon. I am very tired. Very happy and tired.
Thank God I am a sober woman living the life of a sober suburban woman tonight. Life is so incredibly good.
7 comments:
Ahhhhhh! The sound of exhaling.
nice.
jeeze that all sounds like heaven little cherry tart.
nothing quite like a home full of well fed family, sleeping and relaxing comfortably, while the breeze come thru the lacey curtains on a springtime evening...
oh yea!
And.........reeeeeeeeeeeeeelax.
I hope you had a good time at the marathon today!
I felt the peace and contentment in that post.
Like the little Macbook. Good for you and a spring evening. Reminds me of that old song Summer Breeze.
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