Egg-actly

Wednesday is my work day. It's when we are supposed to pretend it isn't summer, and that sitting in an office all day staring at at computer screen is what I WANT to do. I start feeling sorry for myself....and then I remember that my life is AMAZING, and I snap right out of it. One day wasted inside isn't the end of the world...or even the end of summer. There is still the evening when the sun is golden, and the girl is delightful, and she finds a soft guinea hen egg in the yard for the first time. I smile....and she smiles.....and we are blessed.