The Best Hour of My Day
It was just a quick trip. We hopped in the car to go to my parents’ to borrow their printer because mine is all messed up. Nick fell asleep and he’s been napping so rarely that I didn’t have the heart to move him. When we got home, I sent Mia inside with John, grabbed a book and a notebook and headed right back. I sat in the car with the windows cracked, listening to birds and kids outside playing. I read. I worked on some bills and budgeting. I just sat there, everything quiet. It was so nice.
Right now, there’s regular work. There’s also figuring out a new business and all of the details. There’s preschool and potty training and giving up pacifiers and sisters job hunting and a friend’s little one in my prayers constantly. There’s making pizza for dinner and grocery lists where I try to figure out how to stick to the lowest budget possible while keeping everything fresh and healthy and also quick and easy right now.
There’s spring coming and summer, too. Warmth and planning for first camping trips and swimming lessons and skipping the pool and instead opting to get passes to a lake that’s a bit farther but worth the drive. A garden to plan and to plant, outdoor work aplenty. There are yellow crocuses(or is it just crocus?) in every yard and daffodils on the way. Deeper breaths outside and kids with feet itching to hit the grass.
It was good to spend that hour alone. (Well, he was in the back seat, but you knew what I meant.) Quiet. Feeling the breeze and reading a book. I needed it and it reminded me of just how much I’m ready for the warmth that’s coming.
p.s. The watercolors at the top? They have nothing to do with anything. I haven’t had an excuse to use it yet and I just love all of the colors and didn’t have a relevant picture to otherwise add. That’s how I roll, I guess, when I’m blogging on the fly and not over thinking every post. I have to say, it kind of feels good:)