I mowed the lawn for the first time this season today. I cleaned out the small shed we have next to our house. I got the oil changed and the tires rotated on my car. I finished reading a book that broke my heart. I didn't need to be remined of the horrible 90 loss season the New York Mets had in 1992. In short, I had a great day.
I quite enjoyed not having to worry about work or school. I had the day off from work and I'm in between semesters at school.
As I write this evening has set in. The sun is slowly falling behind the trees and there is a nice gentle breeze blowing through the open window to my right.
This kind of a day is a blessing. Its a subtle, but powerful one. Sometimes just being able to slow down and enjoy everything is a gift. I think that I forget about the little blessings. They get overshadowed by the tests and temptations of every day life. But these quiet blessings are sometimes the most enjoyable and for that I am thankful.