The fact that today is Tuesday caught me a bit off guard. We took Monday off yesterday. The girls are off for Spring Break and we had planned to sneak away for a long weekend to welcome the spring at Lake Tahoe. An unexpected bit of rain awarded some patient skiers one bonus week of spring skiing and killed any desire I might have had to pack up the car and treck 5 hours out of our way.
For a weekend of hiking and enjoying spring weather I was willing to make the effort. For a weekend of having to beg and plead with the children to step outside for even one cold nano-second, I was not.
So home we stayed. On Saturday we did a whole lot of nothing. Hanging out, running errands, generally just enjoying our back yard and our home. Sunday we ventured out for the spring hike I’d been hankering to experience (tadpoles and all!) and Sunday we headed over the mountain to relish a lazy day at the beach.
All in all, it was an utterly delightful long weekend.
And this morning I was almost shocked to realize that it was Tuesday… and that I was leaving for Ohio really, really early Thursday morning. (No, but seriously, who lets me book 6am flights? WHO?)
There’s nothing like a little time fueled panic to light a fire under me and I powered through an ever growing to do list, more focused today that I have been in a very, very long time. Tonight I feel good about what I’ve accomplished, good about where I stand, good about what will be waiting for me when I get home from the Erma Bombeck Writer’s Workshop. I’m excited to be heading East to talk all things writing and books with some likeminded people for a few days.
I’m not sure what has been the trigger, but today, right now, as the setting sun streams in through my office window, as the kids eat their dinner to the strains of some teeny bopper Pandora station, as the puppy bounces around, delighted that M has finally gotten home from work, as piles of papers and books crowd my keyboard on my desk, I feel good. The fog has lifted and the future looks bright and hopeful.
It’s a good feeling, one that I’m enjoying just basking in for a moment. Maybe it’s due to the unexpected day off. Maybe it’s due to the sudden arrival of spring. Maybe it was just time for the fog to lift. But why doesn’t matter. The fact that right now is good is enough. I’ll take it.
This post was inspired by the Just Write prompt spearheaded by the delightful Heather at The Extraordinary Ordinary. I’m not very good at not drawing conclusions from my ramblings. I promise I’ll try harder next week. Today’s posts by other participants can be found here.