Sweet Sunshine

Today I've made two trips to Walmart, two passes through a drive-thru, one run to Lowes, and another to Starbucks. I've planted two flats of pansies, experimented with a backpack leaf blower, and raked piles and piles of pine straw. I've had sand in my eye, sand in my hair, and sand in my shoes.

It's been a pretty darn good day.

Normally I complain when I do all that running. I complain that I have too much to do and I complain about gas prices. Not today, though. I have a hamper full of laundry, dishes in the sink, and no idea what I'm going to make for supper.

I couldn't be happier.

Last night my husband asked me to go for a walk. I told him I needed to clean the kitchen. Really, he said. Clean the kitchen? What did we have kids for?

Good point. So we went for that walk, he told me a joke in the funniest accent, and I laughed so hard I barely made it up the hill. Sooo much better than dishes. I have vowed to spend more time sitting in his lap and less time worrying about the kitchen.

The birds are singing, my swing is swinging, and I'm in the middle of a really good book. The only thing that would make this day more perfect would be if my mom and dad were coming over for supper.

Of course, then I would have to leave this swing and clean and make a plan.

But don't you know I would do all that smiling, too?