For the last few weeks we’ve been living in chaos.
There have been water damage repair companies, plumbers, insurance adjusters, contractors, contractors, more insurance adjusters, and did I mention contractors? in our house.
There have been fans, dehumidifiers, and plastic containment barriers up in our home.
There is no immediate end to the chaos in the near future. We need to get used to this being a way of life for the next few months.
But last Friday?
Friday was the first day in over 2 weeks where we didn’t have some stranger come into our home to look at something, or test something, or do something, or quote something.
No, Friday we woke up had breakfast, and ran errands just like any normal day. I got to play with my two younger boys. Buggy was calm and not scared and clingy like he had been for the last two weeks because of the sheer volume of strangers in our home.
I got to put Buggy down for a nap. ON TIME! And he slept so well.
I got to rock with Sweet Pea, read him a few books and then let him have quiet time while I went downstairs and sat in the silence of the house.
By the time Big T got home from school everyone was up and rested and ready to have some fun.
It was a typical normal day, and I LOVED every minute of it.
I will think back and remember that day whenever I feel myself feeling antsy because I need to be “doing something” other than they typical normal day-to-day stuff.
Because sometimes a normal day is just what the doctor ordered.
Do you find pleasure in your normal day?