It was cold and raining all weekend. When the sun finally made an appearance Monday, I wanted nothing more than to pick my girl, Norah, up from the babysitter’s house and break out the new bubble lawn mower she acquired over the weekend. So that’s exactly what we did.
Meanwhile, I committed to seeing Guy Kawasaki at ODU, I hadn’t seen the season finale of The Walking Dead (I’m terrified of spoilers on social media), I had a paper due Wednesday, and dinner with my Aunt Tina on Tuesday. Who did I think I was, Wonder woman? Well, I kinda am but that’s a post for another time….
I wish I could say the the following decision came easy; it didn’t. But I’m proud of myself. Guess what I did?
I left my cell phone inside the house.
I went outside with the sole purpose of being in my daughter’s presence. Pushing around the bubble mower and listening to her giggle as Maddy, the dog, tried to bite the bubbles as they flew in circles around her head.
The wind was blowing. The geese were honking. Maddy took a big poop and the smell was traveling in the spring air…just keepin’ it real….
After giving Norah a bath, reading the obligatory 4 books, and putting her to bed, I sat down to outline my paper that’s due in two days. I cancelled my dinner plans with my aunt. I watched The Walking Dead with my husband. We even held hands.
I didn’t get to hear Guy Kawaski speak. It’s been a year since I’ve seen my aunt. Dinner did not get cooked. I put frozen pot pies in the oven and set the timer. I burnt my tongue and couldn’t taste anything after the first bite.
But I am proud of myself.
For living in the moment. For walking hand in hand down the street at my 2 year old’s pace. In no hurry.
Today, was a great day.
