Friday, January 10, 2014

At home

I am thankful for the job I have (teaching ESL to adults). I'm thankful that it is something that I like to do. I'm thankful that it's somewhat flexible and is only part-time.

But this week I am reminded of all that is good about being a stay-at-home mom.  Classes haven't started up for me yet, so I've been living it up.  I've got time to do all the things I need to do and some time to do the things I want to do.  I'm caught up on laundry.  I have some meals divided into lunch-sized portions stored away in the freezer.  I put away my summer clothes (yes, full disclosure).  And yesterday I took an hour-long walk in the middle of the day, just because I could.

Today about 2 minutes after Sam and Jack left for school, my cell rang.  It was Sam telling me that I should go out and take some pictures of the valley (well, he said, down in the world because Joel used to call it that and it's stuck) because the fog rolling through there looked like a river and that I just needed to go.

So I did because I did not have a schedule to keep.  I think the ribbon of clouds had moved on by the time I got to the ridge, but it was still fun looking for the beauty, appreciating the textures and the light.