It has me thinking about my life right now. And the return of winter. I have predictably and manically gone from the victorious heights of the near 50 degree day to the defeated lows of too much snow and stinging wind. Dear God PLEASE deliver me! I cannot do this one more day.
Then I think about my life at the corner of Mundane and Grace. Why am I so quick to bask in the joy of a lazy summer afternoon but I bitterly endure a cold winter afternoon? I am missing in my misery the chance to enjoy cuddling up under a blanket with my daughter or husband on the couch. To enjoy a warm roaring fire. The cup of hot tea. The coats ability to cover a bad outfit when you are out. To have no reason or desire to leave the house and the opportunity it gives to spend more time with the family, get projects done. I won't have those wonderful gifts in the summer.
So this week I am thankful for more everyday mundane things:
- not sliding into that cold on the way home from the grocery store.
- setting up a "play date" for Jake because his friend lost his cell phone privileges but his mom and I didn't.
- Knowing Jake's friends are comfortable enough to hang out at our house when Jake has to leave for 2 hours.
- Jake's first behind the wheel lesson.
- The end of wrestling
- The beginning of my son home after school.
- tough teachers who give detention to a student who is chronically 1 minute late.
- Swimming with Isabelle one last time before they close the pool for remodeling.
- 100 days of school.
- Boxing with you daughter on wii sports.