Finally. We are back to normal.
We had a normal week. Nobody traveled. We ate home-cooked meals every night. We read books in the morning. We walked to the park.
We fell back into our old, comfortable routines (with just a few twists).
Sometimes routine can feel monotonous. Like one of those racecar video games where the same scenery graphics pass by every minute.
But this week, routine felt like a path well worn because it is well loved.
Normal is good.
And so, this week I am thankful for…
… fewer boxes. Every box we unpack is one big step towards making this our home.
… kind-hearted landscapers who gifted us a piece of our old house.
… lunch with co-workers. I somehow keep forgetting how nice it is to get out and chat over a meal.
… normal routines. It’s amazing how just a few days predictability and calm improves all of our moods.
… new routines. Sometimes they can be better than old ones.
… lemonade stands.
… flowers.
… healthy, happy children.
… tutus.
Happy weekend! We’ll be hanging out and enjoying the summer weather this weekend. What are your plans for the next two days?
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