Back In The Saddle

Today is a normal day. Normal is good. Normal is something we take advantage of. Normal is something we ignore because it is… normal.

I had a normal weekend. I did some errands on Saturday and even went to my sons' race. It felt good to get out, although a bit tiring. I made up for it Sunday and didn't go out. Then again, I rarely go anywhere on Sunday, so it, too, was normal.

Today I was awake at my usual time to let the dogs out…then I went back to bed for awhile. I got up at my normal time. I got ready for work, ate my breakfast, did NOT vomit, and except for a small detour to take the dogs to the groomer… ended up at work at a fairly normal time.

I expect to get off work at a pretty normal time, pick up the dogs from the groomer, and arrive home at my usual time. I don't expect to have to spend any extra time in the toilet today, nor do I expect to feel like I need to all day long. I don't expect to feel exhausted by noon and wiped out by three. I expect to return home a bit more tuckered than I was when I left, but not much. I expect this to be a good day.

My life may be boring to some, but for me… normal works.

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Middle-aged. Anti-social. Mom. Grandma. Town-raised farmer's wife. Iowan. Want more? Come read the blogs.

6 thoughts on “Back In The Saddle”

  1. Normal is good. Especially when normal means that you can get back to your day-to-day.

    Good to hear you’re feeling better.


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