Waking up feeling lousy last Thursday, I am grateful the girls are going for a playdate for a couple of hours. Still, there is stuff to get done. You know, two hours of grocery shopping, errands, cleaning, boom, boom, boom and done!
I manage to drop off our overdue library books, but that is all. My chest feels tight, body tired, stomach queasy and the call of a stroll in the fresh air wins out over all those chores. Honestly, without my New Years thoughts swirling around outside excursions, I otherwise might have gone home to curl up in bed for those precious two hours, but here I am and so I shall walk.
Suddenly infused with energy, I march on further than I thought I would, or possibly should have. Can you see those Canada Geese taking flight? Bad picture, awesome moment. Just me and their honks. Roots and wings.
Heading back now, my energy wains. Fighting, fighting this flu.
No checks off my list perhaps, energy depleted, but my spirit feels full. My soul, full.