a perfect day
Nov 17th, 2009 by woodstone
Today was one of those rare, almost absolutely perfect days… Since I can’t bottle it (and pull it out later when I really need it) I decided to blog about it instead.
It started out like a regular day, a little bumpy. M was edgy and irritable…almost falling apart this morning over some little thing. But I should have realized there were some exceptionally good vibes hovering over the house when he didn’t fall apart and when, just a little while later, our family support coordinator from the CCB came over for R’s annual review and she: 1) didn’t ask for any receipts for the services R’s received and 2) said they had extra funds for any one-time kinds of expenses we might have! (Ummm.. extra funds? Am I hearing you correctly?? Yes, I think I can find some way to use those!! )
The “Twilight Zone” kind of feeling persisted when the kids wanted to play quietly in their rooms after quiet time… leaving me time get my regular “quiet time work” done (stuff that’s hard to get done while keeping track of M), and to go out and fix (again!) the fence around chicken Lili’s enclosure. (Amazingly… not only was the ground not too frozen for me to put a new fence post in… I actually found a fence post just the right size, that wasn’t needed elsewhere!)
The kids were settled and happy for so long that I even had time to practice a new song I’m learning on the guitar. For those of you who know me IRL and may be saying… “What’s she talking about, she doesn’t play the guitar!”… I bought a guitar last summer and have been teaching myself to play. It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, and playing my no-frills little acoustic guitar has become one of my most favorite things to do. Having time to play, uninterrupted, was heaven…something that usually happens only after the kids are in bed!
Hmm… you know it’s been a good day when all my paragraphs end with exclamation points!
During school time R was happy, cooperative, and didn’t even get angry and throw her new teenage attitude around when I insisted we continue following our history curriculum, rather than going with her plan of just skipping everything except World War II. (Because, in her mind, nothing else is important…)
While R did school, M went out and finished shoveling the trail to the barn… with NO complaints… after going up to get the mail without being reminded. Shoveling the trail was the VERY same chore that just yesterday, when I asked him to do it, he became angry to the point of hallucinating wildly, just a heartbeat away from totally losing control, and needed extra medication (and about 30 minutes) to pull himself back together.
Today it was no big deal…
He even went back out, after he thought he was finished, when I asked him to clean up some snow he’d missed…
It was very weird.
But I’m not complaining, it was lovely to walk out to the barn this evening to feed, and not have snow dribbling down into my boot.
M also breezed through school and he worked so steadily and with such good focus that I managed to sort through some files that have been laying around for months waiting for me to get to them.
The sun has gone down now, and we still seem to be in some strange, but very nice, parallel universe (to the one we usually inhabit)… Dinner is simmering on the stove, the kids are sitting together happily, watching a movie on M’s ipod. (How in the world can they watch a movie on that tiny screen?). At this point I wouldn’t be surprised in the least to see Ward Cleaver, Jim Anderson or Mike Brady come walking in the door calling “Honey, I’m home…”
My stars seem to be in perfect alignment today. If it wasn’t already cold and dark outside I’d drive to town and buy some lottery tickets…
