Musings

The sun rises from the east, blinding me from the left as I type from my perch up on the hill. Charlie comes upstairs and touches his nose to my yoga pants, then takes his position on the rug, facing the world to protect me from big bad wolves.

April has progressed in a flurry of mundane errands that have to be taken care of by someone. I find comfort in the fact that I am actually quite competent in taking care of mundane errands. My husband's grandmother once told me that she would have loved to manage the operations of a hotel - so complex, so demanding in logistics, and so powerful. "I love to boss people around" were her words... Unlike my grandmother-in-law, I don't particularly like to handle logistics. I would prefer to be waited upon by someone else. Life's irony shows its taunting face again.

In an hour, I will need to be in full throttle again, chauffeuring kids here and there, ravaging Costco, cooking lunch, dealing with my extended staff, sneaking a glass of wine periodically, and enjoying the gorgeous weather. For now, the birds are chirping, the sun continues to rise, my cafe au lait with a dash of Nesquik tastes superb, and life is calm. I have learned to enjoy the little things in life.