I told myself this day would be a day for staying put. There aren’t many staying put days.
I made a batch of blueberry muffins. I didn’t know if anyone would eat them, but I knew I would. The muffins came together quickly, but everyone else ate fast and furiously and was done before the muffins had come out of the oven. I was determined to move slow, even though I felt the quick current of family pace wanting to take me with it.
When the kitchen had been cleaned and the dishwasher was swirling I made myself a tray of “staying put.”