The last three days have been full of sunshine and blessings. When I was in the neighbor’s pool earlier today it felt like magic. We were all gently moving about and it was causing swirls and when the light caught it just right….it was beautiful! It’s the simple things….or I am so sun starved that I am reaching? I choose to go with…it’s the simple things.
Earlier in the day, the Girl and I drove to a local rose garden so I can start taking photos and filling my volunteer hours. It was crazy busy because of the sun and I think that the early afternoon sun was not the best light for pictures…especially in my favorite spot. I like to go way past the flowers, and gazebos, etc to this spot in the woods. I know it was a man made circle but that doesn’t make it any less magical or the stones any less ancient.
Hanging out in nature and then hanging out in the pool seemed like a pretty great way to end my three day weekend. Then the neighbor who cut my grass come home. I swear…I have raised the world’s biggest chickens!!!! How hard is it to walk some brownies and some newly canned honeyed strawberry syrup over to the neighbor??? I am in the middle of my Sunday food prep and my socially awkward children made me go with them. I was not dressed for neighbor talking? I was dressed for hot kitchen in June food prep and recently out of the pool look. How hard is it to say “here..thank you”? We were still over there when my aunt and uncle stopped over.
That moment there was the most stressful of the whole weekend. Of course I would rather sit and talk with my aunt and uncle so I stopped what I was doing in the kitchen. By the time I finished dinner and ran the Girl over to her Grandfather to deliver his dinner and got back home…it was late. Now it’s almost ten and I still have to clean up the kitchen…I think I jinxed myself when I was in the pool and said that it was the perfect end to a perfect three day weekend.
I managed to go all weekend without feeling rushed or stressed until it was crunch time….No more coffee with the birds…no more chilling with the cat while he is in the harness on the back porch…no more listening to the birds right before sunrise. Well that’s not true…I will still hear the birds chirping before sunrise but I will no longer feel like I am sleeping n the middle of a magical forest….I will roll over and say it’s not time yet. I need to figure some things out stat! I am 48…..almost 49, my life is closer to the end than the beginning. Life is just too short to just exist in the 8-5 world….Zia