Life gets lush

My favorite cartoonist, Roz Chast, has a cartoon entitled "Life gets lush." If I could find it online I'd post it here -- alas. Anyway, my sister Tracy and I reference it whenever there is an unexpected abundance of good things happening.

On Monday, life got lush around here. Doyle and I had scheduled a meeting with our architect, Cathee, to talk about some revisions to the plans she created for us more than a year ago. While she was here, our contractor, Nelson, stopped by. They were able to meet each other for the first time and talk through some issues that were way over my head. It was completely serendipitous and very reassuring to have them both here at the same time.

The plan is really coming together, too. By adding 2.5 feet to the office addition, we may even have found room for a coat closet by the back entry--a previously unattainable goal. I will be thrilled if it works out.

Even though Doyle had to leave on a work trip that afternoon, good things continued to happen. I found a herringbone mosaic tile that will be beautiful for the back entry floor--and it was on clearance! Will and Anna did their homework without any bickering. Dave came over twice to mud the basement drywall (it's painted and I hope to have pictures with the cabinets soon!). Anna went to her soccer clinic without any complaints about the shin guards bumping her knee scab, and Will and I had a nice dinner out after his drum lesson. And at bedtime, Anna decided to read me a story from the new Bible she just received at Plymouth.

It was one small, good thing after another, all day long, reminding me over and over how incredibly fortunate I am. It was a day I'll need to remember on the days when things aren't going so well. I know they're out there. But for now, I'm still savoring the way it feels when life gets lush.