on days like today

when the sun is shining and the bebe is bright-eyed and blowing bubbles

and the house is still a mess and i have 900 things to do concerning main street when really what i'd like is to sit on the floor and play with my beautiful baby until she's ready for a nap

and then make the house sparkle, figure out dinner, and write an essay

perhaps plant some kale and process some pears

i am very, very glad indeed that next tuesday is my last day at the office

even though i feel such guilt about leaving the association in the lurch

(even though i gave four weeks notice)

(even though mary oliver had it right)