Today was large and tiring and relieving and GOOD. I am tired. But not in a gross, overdone type of way. Not in a strongly rewarding way either. Just. Contentment, perhaps.
I got flowers today. That was really nice 💜 It felt extra special to be seen and loved on purpose like that. I think everyone loves that feeling once in a while. Thank you, sweet Cherice. I really love you.
I’ve sat with my beautiful flowers, troubleshooting a crochet pattern I’m working on, listening to the Wicked soundtrack. Meanwhile, Laela and Rowan are drawing at the table to wind down a little before bed. Rowan just dipped his pencil in his yogurt, because, ADHD. 😅
I’m ready to wrap the day. Feed the baby. Watch some Beastmaster. Eat a snack. And do not a whole lot else. Sleeping sounds goooood.
Tomorrow, Cher is coming to clean tomorrow, where I’m confident Wicked will continue to play on repeat. Perhaps I’ll keep crocheting on my project a little. There is lots to do, but Fridays are a bit of a free for all, so I feel restful about tomorrow.
Sleep well, all 💜