A Lovely Day

The thing about having chronic challenges in one's life is that it makes the ordinary days just seem so lovely! I didn't do much yesterday that's worth reporting. I'm taking a six-week online poetry workshop that I am just LOVING. The poem I worked on yesterday was HARD, however. I didn't realize quite how challenging it would be to imitate the rhythm and movement of a tango. Sounds simple, right? Well, um ... it's not. Being rather bull-headed, however, once I'd decided to do this, I HAD to finish it. It only took me ... fourteen hours, to come up with a rough draft. Of course, I wasn't sitting in front of the computer the whole time! It was the kids last day of school, and so I drove Alex to and from school, drove Kaitlyn and her friends to and from a party, then to another's friend's house. I drove Brendan to a play date with his cousin (just around the block). I cooked and did laundry and ... well, you get the picture! But my mind was wrapped up in that poem until I got that framework down on paper. (Well, on virtual paper anyway.) Today's poem, thank Bob, came out much easier. It only took me 1 1/2 hours to write.

Anyway, other than that, I have nothing to report! Mark was not in the hospital. He did have some pain, but nothing major, and was able to be up and about with the family. And the kids, newly freed from school, were blissed out. (It helped that, like last year, I let Alex have the WHOLE day on "screens" to celebrate.)