How long has it been since I spent a day at home, with no place to be, nothing that has to be done, except the ever pressing cobwebs on the ceiling, the cracker crumbs in the couch cushions, the piles of laundry and the dust bunnies in the corner? It is a good day to just sit and bask in the knowledge that just sitting and basking won’t get me any farther behind than I am already. To the contrary. Any movement at this point might just make more mess, cause me to spend more money or otherwise rock the boat of perfect contentment that I am floating in for a few minutes. The bank account is not overdrawn. The homework is not behind. The bills are (mostly) paid. Bailey just escorted Truck up to Aspen’s bed for a warm afternoon nap in the sometimes sunshine through the southern window. The wind is shaking the house and blowing away the mean gray clouds of rain faster than they can stake their claim on my sky. Even the muddy paw marks on the window in front of me, the ache in my back and the dishes in the sink aren’t enough to make me unsettled. A new song from Scooter. A sweet reassurance that my good friend HAsh will be allright. The comfort that having real people with big hearts in my life. All of these are reasons to love today. I don’t have tomorrow sewn up, or any day in the future, but today is good. I have a cat that talks, a house that tells stories and crazy wonderful kids that try for all they’re worth to prove me the best momma in the world. What more could I want? My favorite jeans and a new Sallie Ford T-shirt? A thick pair of pink socks that my kids gave me for Christmas (favorite present, y’all)? Ain’t too much to ask. Done, done and Done. I don’t have a nanny or a job or a man to rub my shoulders and tell me everything will be ok, but I got my girls, my pals, and the food for my soul that music and sunshine and a warm fire are. I might be the luckiest girl alive today.
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