My desire to be at my computer is waning as spring is coming in. I feel too alive for it. I want to hear the sound of my voice, want to touch the world around me, engage it. This is my year to GO. I like that.
Yesterday, I stopped work at 3:30. I baked bread. I cleaned up the house – it feels like a new house after our room rearrangement. And then I made dinner – spaghetti with a meat sauce that had an herbal twist (thyme, rosemary, and a dash of cloves).
We ate before 6:30. We NEVER eat before 6:30. And then we went to the park and Pip and I flew higher on the swing than I’ve gone in years, and we chased each other around playing frisbee, and the kids squealed and giggled and Pete looked at me and there was lightness in his eyes, so much that he didn’t have to do.
I think I may try it again today. I feel so good this morning, so ready to go. I’m taking this one for the going today: