Today I was sitting wondering why I am generally pretty happy when there are so many things to be overwhelmed and frustrated about. Here are some of the things I thought of...
My kids are outside riding bikes in the driveway, and laughing.
My peas are planted (the garden bed was frozen a few inches down, but there was enough defrosted to put peas in).
Progress with the city to get permission to apply for a building permit is moving along at a decent speed.
The chicks are entering their awkward teenage weeks.
The chicks are playing angry birds with each other. Running, flapping their wings and bowling into everyone else.
The chicks are establishing a pecking order. Some are getting aggressive, guess which ones will go in the canning kettle first... (Should it bother the feminist in me that chicks adhere to traditional gender roles so much?)
I'm married to someone I really love, and I would rather spend time with him than anyone else.
I've been getting regular exercise and have some big races this year!
The Girl Scout cookies arrived today.