One of Those Perfect Days

Steve and PamThis has been a great day. Yesterday Pam finished her 22nd tax season, which means working every Saturday from the beginning of January until April 15, plus many long nights. Such is the life of a CPA. It's a long haul. Since April 15 fell on a weekend, the deadline was extended to the following Monday, April 17. Yesterday. But now it's over. Again. Finally.

Today Pam took the day off. So did I. We slept in as long as the cats would let us, which was about 8:30. I made some Starbucks coffee and drank it out on the porch while proofreading some of my writing and watching the "kids" outside in the grass, surprised to be let out on a weekday morning. Pam baked orange rolls and brought my share out on the porch, along with a glass of orange juice (which a huge fly later fell into).

I did a lot of proofreading and rewriting, glad to have gotten the time for it. Pam finished one book and started another, which she'll also no doubt finish before the day ends. Sometime in the afternoon she took a nap, which nobody could rightfully begrudge her.

Late in the afternoon we tore out a big scruffy bush from the front of the house. We sat for a while on the tailgate of my truck drinking a bottle of Ice Mountain water and watching cars go by, legs dangling, then felt sufficiently energetic to tear out a second bush. The roots ran thick and deep, and I broke a shovel, but I wrestled the chaotic stump out after much hacking. Pam bagged the remains and set them by the road for the trashman, who comes tomorrow. Our muscles ache, but in a satisfying way, a reminder of efforts spent in a worthwhile cause.

We just finished lounging on the back, screened-in porch, where I finished reading this week's Newsweek magazine, which came today. After writing this, I'll take a shower, and then we'll get supper at the new Bandidos out on Route 14. Then we'll come back to watch American Idol, fully expecting Ace to get the boot tomorrow night, though I would prefer seeing Elliott go.

It's a beautiful day. Sunshiny, but not hot. A lazy day, yet a day of accomplishment. Our first truly "together" day all year (since Sundays, during tax season, are R&R days). Just husband and wife, with Jordi and Molly always nearby, and a nice breeze. One of those perfect days. Nothing special for you to read about. But special for us.

Posted on April 18, 2006 09:27 PM|

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