Another week comes to its end. I take a deep breath. Exhale and feel the built up tension collected throughout the week leave me. As I turn on some music and try to massage the knots out of my neck I think back on my week. It was good. My life is so blessed, I could never complain! I take a look at my to do list that sits on the living room coffee table and cross off my accomplishments, while circling what I hope to get done next week. As I mentally start planning out the new week ahead of me I find myself smiling... excited to find out what the next day will bring. I embrace life, I love the thrill of not knowing what could come next. It's mysterious, beautiful, always changing and full of surprises.
Still smiling I move on into the kitchen and start washing up the dishes that are scattered in the sink. As I shake the bottle trying the get the last few drops of soap out, I make a note in my head to pick up more on the way home from church tomorrow. I hear the sound of someone logging into iChat from my laptop that's sitting in the other room...curiosity gets the best of me and I go to see who's online. Not disappointed I am happy to see my sisters photo and I take a break from cleaning to say hello. As we chat about our week I find myself smiling and laughing once again as she sends me her newest favorite riddles and jokes. Time flies and we say our goodbyes for the day.
I finish cleaning the kitchen and start making dinner preparations...not wanting to mess up my clean kitchen, frozen pizza wins out as I slid a couple into the oven. Indulging myself to a can of ice cold cream soda (IBC, it's the best!) I kick my feet up on the couch and grab the book I've been trying to finish. Glad to have found out whodunit I sigh remembering the blog post I started this morning. Having only gotten a few sentences typed out before getting distracted and taken away from it, I should probably try to finish it before the night ends. Turning off all distractions I pull up the draft saved earlier and start writing. The rhythm of my typing relaxes me as I ramble on about my day. Once again a smiles steals my face as I think about the poor people who actually read my post through.
It's random. Scattered. Relaxed. Life.
It's Saturday.
