Friday, September 11, 2015
a catch-up day
To say this week has been busy would be an understatement. Likewise, to deny the emotional drainage would be foolish. But we come from sturdy stock--resilient--invested. Gloria Gaynor, eat your heart out--we shall Survive! But oh, what a delight. A day with nothing planned. A day to take a five mile hike--to take Aunt Edith out for chocolate--to fix a meal--to buy dog food--to be ready for bed. Mundanity! Imagine that...my spell check just said there is no such word. There should be. For every once in a while, mundanity is a good thing! Of course, like Cinderella at the ball, it probably ends at midnight. The carriage (which has to be in the shop early tomorrow morning) will probably turn into a pumpkin. The gorgeous gossamer dress my bride wore today turns into work jeans tomorrow. Things MUST get done. Places MUST be gone, but the memory of today will linger. Like a difficult piece of music, enhancement often comes from a rest. God bless mundanity!