Today I love pineapple bread so much that I may have to make some this morning. I love that I have things that must be done before I die and yet I’m not moving forward on them all that quickly, I have no intention of needing them to be done too soon. I love this rainy Sunday morning, somewhat warm and yet damply reassuring of the need for warm sweaters and good books and maybe a movie date with coffee and an isolation partner on the couch. I love that there is some interesting work to be done on the powder room door today, it needs to be shortened to account for the new subfloor and I am the man for the job. I love rebuilding hollow core doors, not because it’s fun or easy but because when I’m done no one knows that I did it, I’m that good. I love that once the door is shortened I may just go ahead and install subfloor in the hallway and on into the doorway of the powder room. I love how much we’ve gotten done when I ponder that and I love how much we have learned to relax since we have been reduced to working on this space by ourselves. I love that yesterday cookies were made and I love that I consider that to be as much progress as any construction work we might have done. I love that someone just started playing the piano in the next room and that always makes me smile, music, spontaneous music, just all of a sudden there in the air, beautiful life of lovely things that keep me going.
Today I love how entertaining some of the conspiracy theories are these days. I love that I was thinking how much better a place the world would be if some of these brilliant minds had gone into real science instead of taking up fiction for a passion. I love that I find both the silly things and the pseudo serious ones both to be entertaining, the first for their humor and second for their drama, and I really love when I find one, like the 5G hoax, that is both dramatic and hilarious.
Today I love that as I was writing this the rain stopped and the sun came out. I love that even if that only stays around for a bit it is as welcome as the rain in my days. I love that I will take any day and love it, the alternative would be to decline a day and once you’ve done that your days are over. I love that I have loved most all of my days though some held challenges that were difficult to bear. I love that I have survived those just mentioned challenges and here I am still, and here too are you, hi.
Today I love sipping coffee while sunlight streams into the kitchen and warms up our isolation situation and puts movies and books and maybe even sweaters on the list of things to do and wear later.