Last week was filled with lots of little stresses that made it long and kind of crappy. But I remember moments where I thought my life is pretty sweet. Kevin roasting beets for a salad that we both love. Beet salad. I was so happy about the salad and the fact that Kevin loves it as much as I do. And the fact that the beets were found at a farmers market that I didn't even know existed. You know the kind that set up shop in a parking lot, tables filled with things like beets and potatoes and honey at the foot of truck beds. Farmers drinking coffee and chatting to one another. Oh hello farmers I said to myself as I rounded the corner, thank you for making my day.
At the end of crappy week, Kevin called me at work and said he was picking me up and we were going to go to the beach. It happened to be a beautiful Friday but I was feeling too worn out to notice. I think I initially discouraged the plan - but he wouldn't let me stay on the phone long enough to protest - and so off we went.
It felt good to just look out at the water, stick my feet in the sand and watch the kids skip stones. Thank you Kevin for knowing just what I needed even if I didn't.
There was a day this week that called for snow. Oh April how fickle you are! One day we are donning shorts on the beach and the next I'm asking for a fire.
I am now at the end of another long week and grateful for the weekend just ahead. A weekend where we don't have too many plans. A weekend that just might include some sweet unexpected things.