Nose to the grindstone, hand to the plow, rear in gear for one whole week bought me a chore-lite four day weekend.
This is good.
School lessons completed.
Laundry washed, sorted, stowed.
Shopping done, menus devised.
Bills paid and mailed.
Cars washed and fueled.
Dead petunias and other freeze-killed plants plucked and composted.
Created freedom. Space. Rest.
I know it won't last, I see the storms on the horizon waiting to dump on me. But for today I turn my back on them and take the ease...and choice.
MLK Day offers a three day weekend for our family which we are extending by a day in order to watch Tuesday's Inauguration of President-elect Obama. Historical events ought to have stillness and observance around them if possible, don't you think? A day or a moment? To aid in remembrance?
Always looking for an excuse to have a party in winter (summer presents opportunities right and left!) I'm claiming this weekend to celebrate heritage, equality, and opportunity.
Nothing of importance to say but something of importance to ponder.
Martin Luther King, Jr.'s legacy and President Obama.