After several weeks of what felt like hotchpotch weekends, the last couple of days felt like we’re back on familiar and more restful paths.
We caught up with Jason and Mel on Friday night, at a little Thai place not far from our home. As usual, we had a good time of eating and just chatting away and the night flew by pretty quickly.
I had planned to really clean up the outside of our home on Saturday and the forecast had a high in the high 30’s so I started early. We had a good brekky and I started prepping a bit after 8.30am. A few hours later, just before 1pm, the hedges looked neat, the lawn edged and mowed and the footpaths along our nature strip and the driveway looked clean and tidy. When I got in to clean up, I realised Tress had done a heap of work inside as well. The floors felt clean, the toilets and showers looked sparkling and after we showered and cleaned up, we headed out for a late lunch and some grocery shopping.
The rest of the day felt wonderfully restful as our tired bodies enjoyed the clean home. Tress spoke with her mum and I hope the days ahead would be better than the recent past.
Sunday at St Alf’s we caught up with a couple who are old friends and distant relatives. David Williams as usual gave a really good sermon on Mark 2/3 and even though the service went on longer than usual, it felt good. Again, it felt like the dispersed character of the summer holiday is behind us and we’re back to business as usual.
After lunch at our usual spot, we finished up grocery shopping and coffee at our usual places and we then went back for me to cook the week’s lunches.
Later as the heat abated (it had climbed to 39deg) we took the little guy out to the park and the cool breeze brought out the dog walking community. The park teemed with pooches and their owners, all eager to get a run out. The little guy looked happy and it was a wonderful way to end the weekend.
We had also been looking at pictures of Kiddo and Mic with their new dog, and they looked wonderful. The little guy zipping all over their backyard, and sprawling on the floor or snuggling up on some corner, all felt wonderfully homely. Pictures of Kiddo and Mic doing a big cleaning job of their wardrobes etc, were also heart warming.
This morning, I said to the Lord I am very grateful for this return to normalcy. While I look for some personal little changes this year, the return of old routines was reassuring.