Saturday IS a special day

Wow.

So I nearly posted Thursday when I had a moment while peeling a mango. My close college friends know all about my "moments" with fruit. These moments are exactly ephiphanies. But definitely moments of clarity or realization or appreciation or something.

Anyway, my moment with the mango was this--I'm practically better. I was peeling a mango. And I had already made a good dinner. And done some dishes. And this was AFTER I had taken care of Jane all day and even tidied up after ourselves. AND I finally unpacked and put away all of Jane's clothes from our trip. Do you sense the momentousness of this? I was peeling a mango for a smoothie. And I hadn't taken any drugs and just had the slightest twinge of pain.

Doing stuff feels so good.

I nearly blogged about my moment Thursday night but then felt silly. And then today. I did even more stuff. I love doing, probably too much. Depends who you ask. Anyway, I'm just so thrilled about actually spending Saturday as a work day. Nothing like prolonged immobilization to make you appreciate work in a whole new light.

YAY!