Simple pleasures

8:08 P.M.  The boys are in bed.  Scott is working late tonight, so it’s just me and my laptop.  I sit here with a cup of hot tea at my side (spiced plum tea — it’s heavenly,  a taste that sings of fall and winter) and it is a lovely, LOVELY feeling to know that the evening is entirely at my disposal.  Even lovelier is the realization that I am now on vacation until next Monday.   NEXT MONDAY!

That is indeed a reason to give thanks.  As much as I love my job, the evening feels a lot different when you don’t have to teach the next day.  It’s leisurely, unhurried; it feels like a quiet celebration.  My time feels more fully my own, if you know what I mean.

And so I’ll sip my tea, read my latest mystery (Her Royal Spyness by Rhys Bowen — tremendous fun), watch a little Dancing with the Stars, spend some quiet time at the prayer desk, and relish the pleasures of the first few hours of vacation.

Pure bliss.