I could see my breath this morning in the car.
AFTER I had already dropped the kids off at school.
That says something about the level of cold going on around here.
It doesn't make me smile. I want to go back to bed and wear socks all day. Except then my feet would stick to the kitchen floor because I haven't finished mopping up the conglomeration of hot chocolate and sugar that now coats it. But I did load the dishwasher, does that count?
I think this cold-melancholy state actually serves me right. I had been feeling sorry for Juli who had to eat mangoes and kiwis and go to the beach for Christmas. She asked me one day to describe the feeling of unprotected skin as the freezing air hits it first thing in the morning. I felt lucky to go into my cinnamon scented house and stare at the Christmas lights.
Now today, Juli is snorkeling at the Great Barrier Reef. And going out on a big boat to watch for whales. And her kids are out of school on summer break. Again. Which means she doesn't have to sheepishly send any of her kids to school with their homework not completed.
I have to play board games with (very bored) Benson and try to figure out long division and help draw comic strips for a book report. (Have I mentioned that I stink at homework? Not fun for me.)
So this morning I am reminded that everything has its good and bad. I don't want to trade I just want to figure out how to see more of the good than bad. I'd make that a resolution but then I'd have one more thing on my list of things I have to remember. I think I'll just go play Guess Who. Again.
Post-script--I mopped the kitchen floor, washed two loads of laundry and read a seed catalog so I'm feeling better all ready. woohoo!
Post-post-script--okay the laundry is still in a pile on the floor but my kids need chores, right?!