Truly, nothing extraordinary happened today; it was just the kind of day I needed, hence, lengendary. I have some things that I probably should have worked on, but instead I had a nice day of alternately crocheting, rocking on my porch, and cleaning my house. Oh, I did a little financial business too, but mostly just record-keeping and -retrieving. I have a bad habit of writing down details of payments (both in and out) on scraps of paper, and I still don't have everything sorted out from my house renovations. I've been waiting for a time when I wasn't busy, and today was that kind of day -- but the fact that I have been so busy led me to give myself a break, a day of nothing. I made great progress on a cowl I plan to sell, and got things put away in my newly-finished cabinets.
The weather could not have been more beautiful, just barely warm enough to leave the porch door open so the fresh air could blow through. I have huge trees in my yard, but there's a clearing big enough to let me stare at the sky -- which today was the brightest shade of blue -- from my amazing "orbital lounger". It's one of my favorite things to do at home, and I don't indulge as much as I could. Tomorrow is supposed to be a cloudy day, which is fine with me. I can get more done now that I've had my day of luxurious nothingness. My goal last night was to have such a day, and I feel very lucky to have been able to do it.
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