I am grateful for a day with kids at school. It’s been a while since that happened. I value all the time I’ve had with them, Julie’s been working most weekdays, and I’ve been home with them whole time. The whole time, for months, since March 16, except when I was out getting groceries. Today, though, was the first day in a long time when I knew I wasn’t going to be interrupted for hours at a time. HOURS AND HOURS. 9am until 2pm. It was glorious. I am grateful.
And I am grateful that it coincided with a day I needed to rest a sprained ankle. I couldn’t have been productive if I tried.
And I was grateful when they got home, and wanted to play a boardgame,
And I am grateful for Julie, who’s been picking up all the slack I’ve been leaving this last few days, and who told me I better be grateful when I said I was about to write this. She’s right, and I am.