Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Wonderful choices are easier on Tuesdays.
Monday was hard. All day at work I had clients with terrible problems and terrible attitudes. I rushed home to wash dishes and start on my (million item) to-do list.
I took this picture out my car window at a stop light just off my exit, because the wildness and the flowers pleased me. When I got home, I spent some time wandering around the yard checking on the Growing Things - the fig tree gaining tiny, hard green fruit, the dried, gnarly grape vine advancing tiny florescent leaves. It was peaceful and nourishing, and then I went inside, freaked out about my messy kitchen, and yelled at my husband.
The world is a beautiful place, and I am in it. Somehow, I have to learn to turn off the frantic inside me and just take in the wonderful.