Sometimes I love the rain. What does that have to do with having a night off? At our house….everything. With both boys playing baseball – one in little league and the other for his middle school team – pretty much every day and/or night requires us to be at a baseball park somewhere. And if our own kids aren’t playing, we are likely to be out watching someone else’s kids!
That means that we squeeze in household chores and running errands whenever there is a spare minute between one activity and the other. I generally talk to friends and family when I’m going from Point A to Point B in the car (hands-free of course). Dinner is more often than not from a concession stand or out of a box. And forget about getting hooked on Grey’s Anatomy or American Idol, because there just isn’t time.
But then there is a fabulous night like this one where the rain cancels the outdoor activities and allows us to have a night at home. That means a trip to the grocery store, home-cooking, house cleaning, catching up on laundry, paying bills, giving haircuts, maybe a little reading, and even some blogging. Is it sad that I’m so happy about doing those things that probably seem mundane? Maybe, but what I’m thinking tonight is that it means we have everything we need – food, clothing, and shelter, a family to love and hang out with, a couple of bucks in the bank, and the ability to read and write. Really, in the grand scheme of thing, what else matters??
So off I go to do more laundry…because tomorrow night, barring more rain and thunderstorms, I will be at the ballpark cheering on my son and having dinner at a concession stand. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.