Thanks to hormones and a possible infection, I’m feeling slow as molasses today, but it feels good. It seems strange to me, but there is something pleasurable in feeling the languid heaviness of one’s limbs on a day when one really should slow down, regardless of religious preferences. We need Sundays to recalibrate ourselves. We need a day light on responsibilities and heavy on rest and play. We need a day to putter, to linger over the small things, to feel free to do what feels good.
We need Sundays to feel grateful for life, for love, for the good food that graces our tables and the happy faces that will sit at those tables. Today I am feeling grateful for the blessings in my life, such as my sister, who offered up wisdom and guidance as I start the process of finding a new place to call home. It really is a big decision, going from renter to homeowner, but the more we talked today about the nitty-gritties of homehunting, mortgages, and decorating, the more sure I felt about this decision. It’s what I’ve always wanted; I just didn’t know when the “right” time would be. And maybe there isn’t a right time, but the time to begin is now. On Tuesday morning, I’m going to look at a home that I’m pretty sure is waaay out of my price range, but whatever—it’ll be fun! It’s a cute house, and even if I can’t afford it, I’d still like to see what it looks like. And who knows—maybe one day it will be in my price range.
I’m feeling grateful for other, smaller things too. Like…
* Weekend lunches eaten at home, with real dishes and a tablecloth and fresh green beans bought that morning at the grocery store
* A refrigerator full of fresh vegetables for a week’s worth of good eating
* The smell of freshly cut lemons
* The way of pan of brownies in the oven makes me feel like everything is going to be okay
* Saturday afternoon couch cruises, with tea and a giant cookie and a new book to sink into
* Ending my sentences with prepositional phrases. It makes me feel so naughty!
* A good friend who sends me an e-mail to make sure I’m okay and to tell me about the new brownie recipe she tried
* Written declarations of love and lust from the sweetest man I’ve ever met
* The oceans of inspiration that I find on-line. The recipes, the stories, the words of wisdom and encouragement—there’s nothing else quite like the world of blogs and the people who write them. It’s incredible.
* Libraries. Above, you can see the view from the sixth floor of the main campus library. I’ll admit that this photo doesn’t quite capture the effect of looking out this window in person, but still, the photo reminds me of a carpe diem kind of afternoon, and I like it for that reason.
Happy Sunday, my sweets. I hope today was restful and lovely for you, and that you find yourself ready to start the new week in good spirits.