As I’ve mentioned on Facebook, we’ve been in the weeds lately. The daily grind has pulverized us. (I’m a perfectly ground espresso roast!) The reality is that life doesn’t get easier, less busy, or less chaotic. I just have to either (a) embrace the chaos and find beauty in it, and/or (b) carve out tiny pockets of stillness in it whenever possible.

Sundays are supposed to be days of rest. Lately, we’ve been pretty good at respecting that mandate. Last weekend, we filled our Sunday with a visit to the Zoo, a fantastic brewpub, and the Downtown Market. It was as close to idyllic as we get.

Today, Daddy spent the morning on the golf course, enjoying his own moment of peace. Bambino and I spent a cool and quiet morning in the backyard. I sipped on coffee. Bambino played, and wished the birds a “goooood morning!!”.

Errands were run. A nap was had. We made banana bread.

Daddy came home, happy and relaxed. With the sun shining, and nothing important on the agenda, lunch was dined al fresco. Then, Bambino discovered our downtown splash pad.

I have smiled a lot today. I read recently that, rather than say “I’m to busy to do XYZ,” you should say that “XYZ is not my priority.” It’s supposed to help you reassess your work-life balance.

What are my priorities today? Me. Us. This. Progression always involves regression. I will stink up my work-life balance. That’s not failure. That’s life. But, I am going to work hard to create more days like this.