The re-entry into “real life” has been a little bit rough this week. I learned that with subsequent vacations I really need to give myself a day off before going back to work. I don’t do well handling the week when I am running on a huge sleep deficit right away Monday morning.
A couple of good things this week though. Seth and I have continued to really build our relationship. He comes upstairs and actually asks me how my day was. I also bought a subscription to Tennis TV since we no longer have cable. Best investment ever. It’s $120 for a year subscription and Seth and I have “tennis dates”. Tonight it was just he and I home so we watched both Indian Wells Men’s Semifinal matches and ordered in from a Japanese restaurant he has been wanting to try. Super low-key and fun.
Anna also came home last night and is home for the next week on Spring Break. Of course, she is working most days…but still feels good to have her home. Her and I were talking out plans for the backyard today….where we are going to plant things and whatnot. Last summer with getting new siding, deck, and fence it felt like we were “under construction” for the majority of it. This summer we are dreaming big dreams. A little tricky since she will be in South Africa the whole month of June, but she has assured me that we will have time to get planting and pots done before she goes. She gets my need to have “peaceful spaces”.
I already bought one new plant that is going to find a home in my backyard this summer…and is living on my desk until then…
Tree of Enchantment Salix Caprea Pendula Tree of Enchantment Hand Grafted Weeping Pussy Willow Sitting lonely on a storeshelf Your trunk and bare branches Passed over Overshadowed by the Romance of the rose Hope in the tulip and the daffodil Yet you call to me As a kindred spirit Strength in your sadness Unapologetic about yourself Your branches bending But resilient And I tuck you in my cart I will care for you Even in your sadness Sit beside you And listen to your branches Telling your story in the wind And I will never ask you to change Hide yourself Be anything but who you are
Love, Tennis, and Cancer 