It’s Sunday. I am on the deck with Aaron. I planted flowers, veggies, and herbs in pots this afternoon. Ignoring all that really had to be done except grocery shopping. Instead I did what I wanted to do. Boys are digging in their hole that has grown to over three feet deep. I should landscape that area but the treasures they find and the hopes they have of the hole mean more than pretty plants, although I am sure my neighbors hate me for it. I am painfully aware of my crushing responsibility of my week but for now I will pretend it is more than mere hours away and have a mini vacation on my deck enjoying the sunshine and breeze.