Soft, happy sighs.Today has been filled with nothing but distractions. I thought it was Thursday.
I've gotten lots of things kind of done this morning but not much completely done. Except I cooked asparagus for breakfast. Because, why not? (I make really good grilled asparagus with orange juice and honey.)
It's one of those days where I have lots of stuff to do here in the house, but I like it, it's safe, and it breathes a strange, gracious relief.