Today looks like a wonderful day. It's finally sunny and warming up. We've needed slickers and rain boots (of which I have neither) for the past few days, so this sunshine does wonders for my psyche.
It's still morning, and the day holds lots of promise. In my head, I'm making a list of what I want to accomplish today. It's a game I still play; making a mental checklist, even though I know I'll be lucky to get to a couple of items. I need to tackle Mount Washmore, at least a few loads. I still need to get the rest of my plants in the ground. I need to figure out the menu for the 4th so I'm not grocery shopping on the first. I need to get sneakers for both of my kids, but that doesn't need to be done today. Soon though, because my daughter had the audacity to outgrow hers entirely. Then, figure out what to make for dinner. In another lifetime, that would only be part of a to-do list.
Have you ever stopped to think about how many decisions you make in one day? First thing in the morning, get up when the alarm goes off or hit snooze? Even before you're out of bed, you've already made one decision. Decide what to wear. Which shampoo to use, which coffee to brew. Which mug to use. Choices, decisions. Sometimes the process of prioritizing is overwhelming.
But, sitting here with my coffee (Donut Shop Dark Roast), the day is full of promise and hope. I haven't failed at anything. Yet. I haven't disappointed myself. Yet. I haven't gotten frustrated, overwhelmed, exhausted, or disoriented yet.
I hope you all have a wonderful day. I'm going to sort Mount Washmore.
One choice made.
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