The blessings of a normal day

I can't believe it is already Friday.  It just doesn't seem possible... where did the middle of the week go?

The last two or three weeks have been challenging off and on but not so much that I could not take comfort in hot tea in the late afternoon, chicken soup, and reading a good book in the evening.  Nothing terrible, just once again the little foxes nipping away at one's ankles... sigh.  

An e-mail was received this week saying my library card at the library near campus was about to expire.  Now, we can't have that happening!   I texted my son to let him know I was going to be near campus this morning and asked if he wanted me to bring his mail (he won't officially change his address until they are not living on campus).

So... I picked him up after a morning class and we had coffee together at McDonald's, it is always good to talk with him.  I do not like driving on campus but it's worth it for coffee, sons, and books.   Not necessarily in that order. 

On the way home, there was just enough time to stop by the grocery store to purchase a turkey (it can take about a week to defrost, you know...) before pulling into the gravel lane five minutes before hubby needed to leave.  He looked relieved, usually I'm right on time but I didn't rush talking to Christopher. 

The weather has been unusually nice so hubby has been able to earn a little extra cash by getting our friend's lawn mowed and mulched (we have a mulching mower he takes with him) and then helping an elderly couple from church who have an organic farm.  He is trading work to help them now for veggies next spring.  :)

It is still so sad to see pictures of the families on the East Coast, as they are trying to put their lives back together.  It makes me appreciate my own days that have an order about them.  

I long ago came to appreciate the blessing of a normal day...