For the first time in ages, I don't have to go anywhere today. Can't remember when I've not had to either take the boys to work, stop off at the drugstore for oddments, return overdue library books at the last minute, or take my mom somewhere. I feel like I can sort of relax. Might take some practice, though.
Dinner is leftovers...going to try some sort of calzone dish with some thick leftover spaghetti sauce. We'll see how that flies, but will buy Easter dinner fixings tomorrow. We always have Greek for Easter---spanakopita, but I add chicken to it. Yumminess. It's a tradition at our house, even though we're not Greek by a long shot. If we ate German, English, French or Irish---well then, we'd be true to our heritage. But Greek food is so amazing, we've made this our signature Easter meal.
Just looking to today. Not going to borrow trouble that will be taken care of in due time. I mean, Gary will have work in the shop again, and while we've been through these dry spells before, God has never totally left us. We'll be fine. It's a stretch, but a test of faith as well.
Glad I'm better from yesterday. I really needed to vent. But that's a good thing, and healthy as well, I think. Can't keep all of that bottled up. Not wanting to sound trite, but really, I'm feeling much more smooth and am going to revel in it. Things are hard, but not impossible.
Blessings on your Good Friday.
(image from vintage workshop)