One Day at a Time

We are having an Open House for the Advancement Department this next week and so yesterday, we all converged in the Work Room of our department and went to work. It was a mess. And so, we all rolled up our sleeves and heaved and hoed and pushed and pulled and rearranged.

Tami's husband Lloyd is an architect and he drafted a new layout for the room that would make the most of the space. We added a modern tv stand for our large flatscreen that will be used for videos and such that are always in production with the marketing team. We discussed this large space on the wall that will be used for keeping track of all of our events and projects.

It was constant motion and discussion and laughter and sweat. But three hours later, we had a brand new room that is energizing, exciting.

In the midst of all of that chaos, Janelle came by loaded down with Dr. Pepper from Sonic Happy Hour. She whisked in, passed out styrofoam cups filled to the brim, and whisked out! But she was a delight--and we were all delighted. Love that girl.

And so, it was a productive day. I didn't get one thing accomplished that I had on my list, but no matter. Today is another day...

I intended to go to Hobby Lobby yesterday evening after work and get a few things for my office. It's in need of a little pick-me-up. You know...a plant in the windowsill, some frames scattered around, maybe a clock...And so, in the middle of the day I sent Roy a text to let him know and of course, he wanted to join. But there was a catch: endless shrimp at Red Lobster is in session.

When I got home from work, Jace immediately came out to join me and proceeded to tell me what a great day he had at school. He has a crush on a little girl that is, admittedly, adorable, and so he informed me that life is looking up.

Oh boy. Here we go...

And then Roy got home (a tad late as he hit traffic) and we took off for Red Lobster. We had an adorable little waitress named Mari that just graduated from college with her Journalism/Communication degree. She is living at home and said that she loves home, no big desire to leave any day soon...but she is preparing her resume and hoping to work for a small news company one day and work her way up to the Big Leagues.

I think she'll make it.

One of these days we'll turn on Good Morning America--or something of that caliber--and there will be Mari -- that beautiful smile radiating, informing the world in her infectious way. And we'll say, "Hey! She was our waitress at Red Lobster that one day! Remember?"

But most likely we won't remember.

Because we're both bad about that sort of thing.

Anyway...

We hit Hobby Lobby at exactly 8:01.

They closed at 8:00.

So the very reason that we initially went to Burleson?

Well...

And so, we drove back home, Roy talking a mile a minute about all of his work stories.

He is happy.

We were home before 9:00 and we both fell into bed and were sound asleep before 9:30.

Yesterday was just a day--a regular, normal, nothing out of the ordinary day.

This morning the alarm rang at 4:30 and Roy bounded out of bed. I sluggishly followed him about 15 minutes later to pack his lunch and send him off with a bowl of cantaloupe and toast.

Another regular day is on its way.

Well, hopefully...

Because one never knows when life will change in the blink of an eye.

One never knows when an unforeseen phone call or event will throw life off kilter and catapult us in an entirely different direction.

And so...for all of the regular days? The days that glide by with nothing spectacular, nothing really to talk about?

Or write about?

We have to commit to being present, to enjoying the moment, to soaking it all in...

We have to commit to living...

...one day at a time.