Hallelujah

Yesterday I had a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day. It's not even worth writing about, other than to say that it was long, involved lots of time in many different airports, resulted in two large blisters on my foot (sprinting in heels is never a great idea), and led to a few rounds of very irrational tears. I do realize that in the spectrum of all that could go wrong in one's day, my day was a relative peach. I try to keep that perspective, and know how lucky and fortunate I am, but it's so darn hard when you're just having one of those days.

Anyway, the sun rose this morning, I kept sleeping for another couple hours, and everything was miraculously better. Sleep works wonders for a cranky spirit (and the opposite is true - I'm fairly certain that the irrational tears stemmed from the .5 hours of sleep I got the night before), as does seeing these faces and knowing I would get to spend the whole day with them.

Some long-awaited spring weather was the icing on the cake, and a little gardening, a run (in shorts!), and the first ice cream outing of the season made yesterday a forgettable memory.

Today was a terrific, wonderful, very good, not at all bad day.

Oh, and I would be remiss not to mention my husband, who had his own version of a very bad day yesterday. Not only did he have to talk me off the ledge numerous times, but he was home dealing with the stomach bug (Adam's, not his), a dead mouse, and an unexpectedly full day of solo parenting. And he even let me sleep in this morning.