a week with no children

things are silent around here as i enter my week of solitude. of course, my congregation of children (in their 80s and 90s) have not left me but those who share my home with me are vactioning for a week. my plans include taking care of myself. i got up this morning and went for a bike ride -- though i'm so out of shape i made it halfway down the road and back (i had forgotten how uncomfortable bicycle seats are! ouch!) tomorrow i plan to make it the whole road and back -- little by little making progress and caring for me. the thing is, even with such a small success, my heart rate went up (for the two minutes) and i felt good. there's nothing wrong with starting small, as long as i just start.

i also had dinner with the neighbors last night and today have been invited out here and there by people from the church, etc. i may or may not take them up on their offers. i intend to do only what is best for me.

i tried to make an appt. with the chiropractor but he is gone this week so i've got an appt. for next week. my hubby and i are going on a date next Sunday. i hope to clean the house some and watch some movies that are not rated G. it's my week for self-care, and while i'll go to work and visit people as is required of me, i don't intend to make it a rat race. one step at a time. one day at a time. so when the little ones return i can be a better, healthier mommy.

this is the news from the stillness of arbuckle creek, where the birds are noisier than the inside of my house, the snow birds are heading back to their second homes, and the fog dusts the ground in a beautiful wonder of peace.