I think I am guilty of under appreciating an uneventful day sometimes.
An uneventful day is a good day. All things go as they should, no surprises or shocks. Just the silent whirring of the machine called routine.
Tara was fine at school.
The Husband got back home an hour earlier than usual, looking calm and relaxed.
I took in this day of uneventful normalcy and said a thousand thank yous to the Universe for it.
Let me tip toe out of this moment. I wouldn't want to disturb its 'perfectness'
An uneventful day is a good day. All things go as they should, no surprises or shocks. Just the silent whirring of the machine called routine.
Tara was fine at school.
The Husband got back home an hour earlier than usual, looking calm and relaxed.
I took in this day of uneventful normalcy and said a thousand thank yous to the Universe for it.
Let me tip toe out of this moment. I wouldn't want to disturb its 'perfectness'
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