It’s Only 10:30

Today, I’m wearing blue jeans and a pink t-shirt.

I’m baking bread and listening to the tea kettle whistle.

I’m listening to the boys argue over what frogs say.

I’m looking at a vacuum that’s ready to make it’s mark in my living room.

I’m waiting for the bread to rise.

I’m putting dishes away and folding laundry in little spurts.

I’m going to play loud music and sing along as I work.

I’m barefoot.

I’m missing Owen.

I’m anticipating a meeting with a friend from church this afternoon.

Today is a good day…and it’s only 10:30.