Sunday, July 29, 2018

Slow Sunday

Here's the thing about getting paid on the last day of the month: the last few days leading up to that paycheck tend to be pretty lean. It's even worse when those days fall on a weekend, which is when most of my spending tends to happen. 

Needless to say, today has been slow and quiet, relaxing yet industrious. I planned to run this morning, but when I woke up a thunderstorm was raging outside. We've had the wettest summer on record, so I shouldn't have been surprised. Instead I worked on my novel and organized my desk and finished reading an excellent book I borrowed from from the library. Last week, a friend at work gave me a gallon of blueberries from her grandparents' yard, so I made oatmeal blueberry muffins to share with her, and blueberry crumb bars to share with Nathan. Our grocery budget was already at zero for the month, so I tried to salvage a few other things. I massaged a wilting bag of kale with lemon and garlic for tomorrow's lunch, threw some brown bananas into the freezer for smoothies, and cut up the rest of a watermelon. The chickens got the kale ribs and the watermelon rinds, the compost got the banana peels, I already ate a muffin and it was delicious. In an hour, I'm going to hit up a pay-what-you-can yoga class, and then meet my friend Kat for ice-cream, because there's always room in the budget for ice-cream. Later, I'll swing by another friends' bon voyage barbecue and hope it stops raining long enough to cry my goodbyes in their backyard. 

Despite the constraints of this day – thunderstorms, funds – it’s been a lovely day. Sometimes joy is easier to feel when your options are limited, when the choice is clear.