Raining.

It is raining today. A gloomy, heavy, cold November rain. And I am grateful for it. There will be no part of me that is filled with the urge to pack up all the children and go run an errand or try to entertain ourselves. No. Today will be simple. Pancakes and warm peppermint tea to fill our bellies; the baking of holiday pies; lots and lots of books read snuggled up on the couch. 

The rest of this week has had a pace that I detest. I like to be productive, but not busy. And busy we have been. So today I will look out at the soppy world and enjoy the short list of to dos that will dictate the spending of our time. A little recharge before the house is again filled with extras tomorrow.