Almost There

I had an amazing day today. I was crabby for part of it, because I am waaay overtired, even though I'm getting more hours of sleep than I normally do. And trying to make food in a kitchen that is torn apart is no fun, and I'm really too tired to feel like cooking, and I'm really too tired to feel much like eating.

Except for the veg and havarti sandwich on wheat bread. Hrm. Perhaps the post-lunch crabbiness was not tiredness, but indigestion.

The weather this summer has just been bananas for Ottawa. It was cool and sunny, though humid, for most of today. Then around 6 pm, when I was heading out to pick Eric up to take him out to the VV, the clouds gathered ominously. By the time we hit the highway, it was pouring. Couldn't see 10 feet in front of the car pouring. By the time we got parked at the drop off centre, it was sunny and raining. By the time we came out from shopping, it was cool, bright and beautiful.

I was glad I'd made a last minute decision to thrift instead of go to yoga, since that gave me time to head out along the river in my favourite kind of weather.

That run almost always makes me feel grateful. Tonight, when I turned back home, and the sun was shining red off the stone of the church high up on the escarpment, and the browns of the townhouses were warm, and everything smelled green and round, and I thought, "this is my home, I get to see this for the rest of my life" I was nearly in tears.

Beyond the tiredness and the disaster and the seeming endless cavalcade of details, I know I am lucky, so lucky, to be alive and here, and in the life I live.