Natural Ebbing

Monday afternoon and the house is silent, but for the ticking clock and the periodic swishing of paper pages. We went out today, to drop off recycling and tidy some things in the camper, a quick stop at the grocery store. We went to the rock climbing gym to boulder, and finally the library. The rain has been falling steadily since mid-morning, with an occasional snow shower mixed in. Even though we did errands by car and not on foot, just the dashing from the curb to the door was enough to soak us through, and now everyone wants to snuggle up and dive into their stacks of fresh library books.

The fact that we can feels a bit illicit on some level. Like we are getting away with something. After many years of Powering Through, it occurred to me that I could just....not. Nothing bad happened when I took a break. Ditto for the kids.