I'm sitting alone in the house, with nothing pressing to do, just enjoying the quiet and occasionally the wind gusting outside my window.
The bed is made, the quilt top complete, I just packed up a gift to send to a friend, and my bills are paid. The paperwork for our taxes is organized. The car has enough gas and we have food in the 'fridge. I am perking along with an article that is due in a couple of weeks. All is well.
So, rather than wrack my brain for something "constructive" to do, I am just sitting, happily drinking in the silence and the beauty of my surroundings, enjoying the contentment. There is much to be grateful for, and I intend to enjoy that.
Just being.
Monday, January 7, 2013
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