Tonight I chucked all my chores and my carefully devleoped plan of what I would do when I got home from work--write letters, do e-mail, blog myself senseless, clean the house, grocery shop and collapse into bed--and I went out with a friend to dinner. She's my visiting teacher and we love to gab! Quel surprise!!
We went to dinner, talked a lot and then I took her out to the job site of the house my company is building (not my company as in I own it, but my company as in the one I work for). We toured through the house and then came outside just as the sunset was at its most beautiful and the moon was rising in the sky--it was huge and golden yellow and the sunset was golden and purple. There was a beautiful breeze blowing after a hot day and we stood and talked for another hour as the light disappeared and the sky turned dark blue. When the moon comes over the mountain (a lyric from an old song), we should definitely be there to appreciate it. No painting or photograph can capture the beauty of the earth and tonight Charlene and I were privileged to witness some of that beauty as the night captured the day.
Not only did I have fun with a friend, but I was able to enjoy a beautiful sight and, guess what, the chores I was going to do waited patiently for me to come home. They will all be there tomorrow morning like hungry little children when I wake up and they will be none the worse for waiting, and I am all the better for having taken the opportunity to choose being a friend.
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If she's your visiting teacher, I'm guessing you're a saint?
Time spet with friends is always time well spent. Of course I'm typing this as my dishes are waiting for me in the sink...
Hear hear. No better way to spend your time than soaking in Earth's beauty. When you're at the end of your life, it's moments like these that you will treasure and remember always, not the mundane day-to-day chores that you may or may not have done perfectly. That was a good choice. Continue to choose it.
sometimes I consider the dusty bunnies, dirty dishes, undusted shelves, un-vacuummed rugs, and piles of paperwork my friends...and on occasion, I spend my time with entities that can carry on a conversation and don't need a Swiffer passed over them to be "acceptable"...
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