I am grateful for a quiet day at home. Julie was at work; kids were at school. It’s usually anything but quiet here.
I am grateful that Farley and Coop had good days at school.
I am grateful for the first time I applied a wet paintbrush to canvas since my injury. It took a while to get set up and organized, but I got into the flow of it fairly quickly once I started, and it felt GREAT.
I am grateful for time spent watching DIY videos with Farley and Cooper this evening.
I am grateful for Julie, who is still doing all the things. Julie is awesome, like the feeling of bubble wrap popping between your fingers.
I am grateful for a good sleep last night, and for less discomfort in my ankle after making a more concerted effort to take it easier yesterday.
I am grateful for time spent in a skype call with old friends this morning, as we have been doing every Sunday for a while now.
I am grateful for a day of lounging about with various members of my family at various times in the day, building a lego set with Farley, working quietly at my computer while Cooper read his book nearby, chit chatting with Julie about how we should set up our bills for automatic payments. It’s nice to have these little interactions throughout the day.
I am grateful for Julie, who is doing all the things, and also helped me bring up a bunch of painting stuff so I can try setting myself to get started in on that, and is awesome like when you hear a favourite song come on the radio.
I am grateful for my pal Robert, who showed up with a care package that included dinner for the 4 of us, including a pie and enough for leftovers, and a beer. So kind!
I am grateful for my kids, who are stepping up, sometimes begrudgingly but stepping up nonetheless, to take care of more of the stuff that just needs to get done around the house. It comes directly off of Julie’s shoulders when they do, and she’s got.a.lot to bear right now.
I am grateful for family fun night, Cooper’s pick: burgers and a movie. We watched the second Transformers movie, which was rated at one star. That was one star more than it deserved, imho, but it’s nice to enjoy a shared experience anyway, and to his credit, Cooper did apologize for picking it when it was over.
I am grateful for Julie, who is doing all the things, and is awesome, like a a whole handful of blue beach glass.
I am grateful for my spouse, and for my pal Francis, and for the folks at the Print Lab, all of whom have been doing some running around to ensure that things keep running smoothly in my art biz, which has been good lately. Grateful for that, too.
I am grateful for my kids, who, during this pandemic, are doing a lot more for themselves than they have in the past, and have been enjoying more freedom and authority over themselves as well. They’ve been doing a lot of growing up this last few months. It’s been fun to watch, and in many cases has made the lives of their parents a bit easier.
I am grateful for the digital version of the school talent show that just aired on Zoom earlier this evening. It was all awesome, and Cooper was the MC, and he did a great job.
I am grateful for Julie, who is doing all the things. She is awesome like finding a forgotten $20 bill in the pocket of a jacket you haven’t worn for a while.
I am grateful for the sound of my kids getting themselves breakfast and having fun being their goofy selves with eachother, which is what I woke up to this morning.
I am grateful for Cooper, who made cookies and figured it all out on his own just because he wanted to give some to a friend of his.
I am grateful for time spent with Farley, helping him write a speech he’s going to deliver to his class.
I am grateful for Julie, because she is doing all the things. ALL THE THINGS.
And I’d like to post a correction. My mother in law does not believe St. Peter counts the projects you’ve completed at the pearly gates; he counts the number of projects you started. That’s an important distinction!
I am grateful for my mother in law, she is a star. She and the boys cleaned up the backyard today before she left; she’s always said she figures St. Peter’s first question at the pearly gates is “how many projects did you get done?”. If she’s right, she’ll do fine. Truth is she’d do fine even if she wasn’t.
I am grateful for time spent chit chatting with Cooper this afternoon, and for time spent reading chapters of a Geronimo Stilton book to Farley.
I am grateful for some success in the art business.
I am grateful for Julie, who is keeping this whole ship afloat right now.
I am grateful for pain meds, although I have a feeling they are making this blog post a bit weird as it filters through them on the way out of my fingertips and onto my phone screen.
I am grateful for a successful operation on my ankle. It feels pretty good, all things considered, and now that this procedure is behind me, with fingers crossed I am expecting it will get better from here.
I am grateful for the beautiful sandwich Coop made for me, sitting on the table when I came home from the hospital.
I am grateful for my mother in law, who’s stayed until she knew I was okay, and Julie was okay, and the kids were okay, and everything was okay. I feel the profundity of that love and care.
I am grateful for Julie, who has been a trooper through all of this.
I am grateful for time spent programming and tweaking the way things work on my online store. I forgot how much fun it is to program, and now that it’s been relegated to nearly a hobby in my new career, it’s way more enjoyable.
I am grateful for time spent with Farley, who came and snuggled me while I read a chapter of Encyclopedia Brown to him, and for time spent with Coop, when he came to read his book and be quietly nearby for a while this evening, too.