That's the sound my day made yesterday. From the moment my eyes popped open, yanked from my dreams by the honking of my alarm clock (I think "honking"...as in "intrusive, annoying blasts of noise"...is an appropriate description of an alarm clock at 5am, don't you? More accurate than "beeping", that's for sure!)...anyway, from that moment my eyes first opened until I melted into the mattress and blissfully closed them again late last night, my day was just a blur.
Imagine this montage: my morning routines (coffee, critter care, working out, laundry rotation...I hardly have to think as I go through them)...a stop at the city court to pick up a defensive driving packet for my baby girl's Suzuki Samurai flippage (more on that later - I still can't believe the policeman gave her a ticket!)...my workday (names spinning 'round my head, eyes glued to a computer screen, rear-end planted for hours in a swivel chair)...a quick dinner and gathering of coupons (beef fajitas ready when I walked in the door - bless you, Tom!)...and a trek into town (cheap gas for my car, Walmart, HEB and a night deposit at the bank)...
I think it was the grocery store at night that wore me out the most - for one thing, it took up my book writing time. But it was a price I paid willingly for sticking close to home on Sunday to enjoy the sunshine. It's as if I have a "Sunshine Bank" inside of me - I have to take advantage of every chance I get to build up the balance in preparation for those gray, rainy days that just suck it dry.
When I got home last night, I glanced up before I started unloading the trunk. The sky above me was filled with luminescent islands of clouds, glowing from the soft moonlight. Stars twinkled and floated in between the islands. Without my night excursion...without taking a minute to look up...I would have missed it.
Yes, my house is a wreck, all clutter and chaos, every surface covered with a light film of dust from Tom's laundry room project (I'm not complaining!) and the rest of yesterday flashed past me like scenery outside of my car window, but when I closed my eyes last night, that star-and-cloud filled sky was what I pictured...an image of peace, calm and beauty, the last scene in my Monday montage...reminding me that, all-in-all, through every scene in that montage, it was a very good day; I have much to be grateful for...a country of laws and relative peace and safety, a home, a job, a sweet husband who knows how to cook, money to buy food, transportation to get me to work and the store, health that allows me to do these things, and a loving God beside me every step I take throughout the day...
