This morning I was listening to NPR's On Being on my way to pick up Daughter. I was intrigued by the story of the man she was interviewing. When I got to the church, I bought the Kindle edition and actually was able to start it before worship, since I had finished the sermon and such last night.
It was a good Sunday. I was missed last Sunday. We had some visitors today. A couple who visited on Easter were back. I'm meeting with them tomorrow. We met a couple from the church for lunch, and had a good visit.
After I took Daughter home, I came back and did some work in the yard. Then I sat outside and read my book. I'm almost done with it, and and I'm enjoying it. I made a grocery run and did some cleaning and laundry this evening. I decided that winter is over. I took the flannel sheets and heavy comforter off my bed. I even managed to flip the mattress without help.
Spring, being outdoors, not living with Daughter's drama, and serving a healthy, responsive church, and I am happy and have the energy to do all sorts of fun things. I've convinced the property guys to give me some of the mulch they shred on Thursday. They tried to convince me it would be poor quality and wouldn't last. I told them if it lasted this year, that would be enough, and it was much cheaper than going out and buying it. After they figured out they couldn't convince me I didn't want it, one of the men offered to deliver it in his truck. "It's kind of on my way home." I'm grateful.