Beauty in the day: I have a two-page list of “Things to Do” at my desk. I stopped counting after 32, so it’s somewhere around 38 now. There are 3 check-marks on it. Done. Done. Done. Three beautiful check-marks. And there are three more things that are ALMOST worthy of a check-mark. Almost. I was getting one “this close” (thumb and index finger held up to my eye in the same kind of motion my kids and I use to “catch” the last bit of sun – or sometimes the moon) to completion, but girl-with-concern came to complain about girls in the bathroom who kept switching stalls. Gah. I tried to complete another, but the roller grabbed the film, and rolled it to a place on a laminator that the sun doesn’t shine. “Lucifer” will have to wait until tomorrow, when Custodian Man can help. It’s a two-person job, you see. So anyway, there went another check-mark. I tried to do something to get a check-mark earned in some way. But I had to answer a phone, register some new students, give a tour, figure out what the blasted key number was that belonged to that downstairs conference room, update a map, deal with HR, try to explain to a parent why their pre-schooler may not be able to attend our school next year, since they live in another school district, – – none of these things are on my list. But they did get done. They did get done. I am not mocked by those waiting check-marks. I know what I did. By the time I get those check-marks earned (tomorrow afternoon, by God I swear), I will have created a new set to check off. For every check-mark, there are at least 3 unwritten items getting checked off. No matter – I’m still going to enjoy checking those “done’s” off the list tomorrow.
December 31st. Did this year finish well? I guess that depends on your perspective, and what you thought needed to be accomplished. For me, it’s all part of the experience. Everything good; everything bad. I love the things that come from the “bad” – maybe I’ll grow into a lovely adult – in time.
I’ve not been a big “maker-of-resolutions” in the past – I kind of go with the flow. But this year, I think I want to set some goals and see if I can accomplish something that I can actually note.
But along with those “notable” accomplishments, I intend to spend my days foraging for beauty in the midst of the difficult and the frustrating.
So far, I have not been disappointed. Instead, I have been rewarded. Beauty to you.