It was not that it was a Bad day.  I would have something to say about that.

It was not that it was a Great day.  Ditto.

It was just an average day.

God bless the average days.  So much of life is made up of them.  Bless them.

I cooked, I cleaned, I planted seeds.  Nothing much to be seen of any of those endeavors today.  The meal was okay…nothing special, but good.  The house just continues to be neat…nothing special…just as it should be. The seeds are planted, no sprouts, just dirt at this point.

Nothing special.  Just average.

God bless the average days.

About Retired woman

retired, dealing with parents recent deaths, wondering what lies ahead with the health of my spouse, overall enjoying each day, love cooking, gardening, travel, Grandsons, family, small town life
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