It is almost 10pm and Jim and I are sitting at the table...having a St. Patrick's Day beer or two. He is telling me things and every so often I look up and smile and nod. He thinks I am listening. I am kinda...but really I am not. I feel like I am done listening for the week although it is only Thursday and usually I have the energy to listen through Friday night at 5 pm.
It has been a week. I have made 3 banana/apple breads, 3 pans of lasagna, a italian sausage soup that I made up as I went along, I have attended 2 baseball games, 2 band concerts, 2 aerobic classes, walked the lake and did coffee and lunch with my girls, baked bread at church, walked and petted dogs at the local pound with my youngest, taught a confirmation class, played basketball with the kids and cleaned my house today. I am tired...dog tired.
But...it has been an awesome week. I have spent time with people, watched my sons play their instruments and play baseball, moved my body. Spent time doing things that at the end of the day, I said..."I got nothing done" but I did. I yelled and cheered and took pictures, I cooked in my kitchen and watched the sunrise every morning and exclaimed "It's beautiful...look" to which this morning my husband said..."I bet it's pink". I drove my son to school while he read the sports page and told me what was going on with his favorite teams...
I feel old but I also feel young. I feel tired but I also feel energized. I am a mess and I fully admit it. But as busy as spring is in my house...there is a joy that accompanies all the busyness if I just let it be. To be honored by kids that I enjoy and a husband I "mostly" enjoy and friends that I love to be with...hey let's face it...when the world is crumbling...literally...around you...that is a huge gift.
In the years past, I ran around and complained about how busy I was and how I wish things were different. This year, I have the sense to know that what is right now...is and it can't get too much better than this.
We'll tawk tommorrow,
I love you all,