This morning I
- watched four kids waiting for the school bus to pick them up in front of our house. A lone girl, the sensible one from all appearances, standing apart from three rambunctious boys, the youngest, her brother.
- listened to a cricket chirping in our backyard.
- smelled coffee.
- felt cranky about the banging around my husband was doing pulling his things together for a morning at the fitness center.
- unloaded the dishwasher.
- fought with my hair.
- smelled nature in the product I put on my face every morning.
- looked forward to attending the first yoga class of the season this afternoon.
- pulled out recipes and wrote down ingredients I needed for soups and casseroles I want to make this week.
- updated a website.
- texted my granddaughter.
- unsubscribed to a couple of emails.
- enjoyed a second cup of coffee on the deck.
- watched vehicles traveling on the section of Thatcher Drive i can see in the distance from our backyard.
- noticed a blush on the tomatoes.
- surveyed the beets remaining in the ground and thought about the delicious borscht I made a few days ago.
- remembered we have plans to go somewhere this evening.
- prayed.
- talked to my dog.
- put pads I use to clean the floor in the washer and turned it on.
- appreciated the geraniums, still strong and gorgeous.
- paid my annual fitness center membership.
- felt grateful to have reached this stage of life.
- watched remote control plane dip and weave back and forth over a field and wondered who was flying it.
- talked to my daughter.
And then it was 9:30 and I moved forward into the rest of the day.