It’s been a too-busy week, trying to keep track of too many things. A four-day weekend looms, and for the first time in weeks, we’ve nothing on the calendar.
Oh, I’ve got plans…need to mail a birthday card, pick up library books, try to stretch the pantry until payday, make some goodies with what we’ve got on hand. I hope to get good exercise in, and a nap every afternoon. But it’s kind of nice to have a breather. To have it unfold instead of boxing it in.
And soon it will be June, and that month will be a sprint. It’s already over -scheduled. So…for now…I’m exhaling. Looking around, drinking it in, and pressing pause.