A Perfect, Ordinary Day

Today has been productive. Unfortunately productive usually equates to boring. Shuttling Elisabeth to preschool. History, reading, grammar and math lessons. Lunch. Piano lesson. Sorting out old puzzles. Goodwill drop. Horseback riding. Hockey. Blah, blah, blah.

Days like today are not exciting, yet still, more than the exciting days, I value these days. I really do. This day will blur together with all the other nondescript days we've had this year and I will not be able to single it out individually, but so what? I feel good; as if I've accomplished something. My house is clean. The laundry is a manageable size. My dream of purging unused toys is slowly being realized. I was able to watch Dad and Hank put a puzzle together. I spent time chatting and laughing with Madeleine.

No, on the exciting scale, this day scores a big, fat zero. But these are the kinds of days I would repeat every day if I could.