Peace and Quiet
Yesterday afternoon was stressful. The Boy was showing all of his two-ness, destroying everything that came within a foot of his path and being very vocal with his wants and needs.
By 6:30 I was ready to cry, by 8 I was so elated that I made it through the day that I did cry. I picked up my knitting, finishing a sleeve to a cardigan that I wanted to wear at Easter. Only one more sleeve to go. Hubs teased me about the knitting, and I told him to let me be or I'll shoot up a McDonalds or something.
This morning I went to spinning at the gym and although it was neither peace nor quiet, I still loved every second of it.
I just came in from spinning on my wheel in the sunshine on my porch. The Boy was out there with me, chasing bufferflies (or so he says) and bees. Although it can be stressful, keeping an eye on him, the road, the cars and the wild life, I enjoyed my time out there. Spring has sprung. It warms my soul, in a much desired way.
So I'm finding peace and quiet in little doses. I'll take it where I can get it.
Hope you manage to find some peace and quiet in your day today also.