After a long week of sickness, slogging through work and overall just fighting through it all, today is extra nice.
It's a Saturday with nothing to do.
Sure, we need to go to the store. We're out of things like half and half, contact solution and wet cat food. But none of that is particularly urgent.
My voice is still shaky, though maybe a bit louder than yesterday. And I think Dane isn't feeling the best, though he is still asleep.
The sun is out, though, and I have hope that it won't be so bitterly cold today. I may even try to run outside.
I'd like to read my book, too. Maybe today will be one of those days where we make time for ourselves.
Right now, Rye is happily playing with the toy castle he got for Christmas. He has just locked the king up inside.
I love watching him play on his own. "He can hold a sword," he just said, as he pushed a plastic sword into a soldier's hand. And joy just now as he found the king's coat, which had been disastrously lost for about two minutes.
We've eaten breakfast and now we're just here.
The coffee tastes a little better this morning.