The wind blew with such fury last night that I wondered if I’d wake to find a tree crashed through my ceiling. My kids reported that hail woke them at 3 AM. Yet this morning the sky was perfectly blue and the sun was shining.
A new day.
On Mondays I usually have most of the day off from work (I work an hour in the morning, then my usual night shift at 9 PM). My husband and I generally have lunch together and then I might run an errand or two.
Today, however, he went to make a hospital visit and I had to take one of our sons to the doctor’s office for a medical procedure. I took a book and read for the hour I spent in the waiting room.
Then it was time to drop him off at home and–because I’d switched with the other mom–pick up the carpool kids from school.
I finished up the day with errands (to Target) and cooking dinner, reading and a nap.
Now you know why I haven’t written daily for the past few years. Sometimes daily life is a bore and I’m not thinking many interesting thoughts. (But I’m experimenting with daily writing, so some days are just like this.)