dreaming

Today is one of those days when I [selfishly] wish money grew on trees. Then I would not have had to worry about coming into work, meaning that I could have stayed at home a little longer and sipped coffee as I visited with my mama, listening to the rain fall as we sat cozy and warm inside.

And I could have joined her as she headed to Scottish Rite to see my sister and niece.

Afterward I might have met my friend, Hannah - precious freshman at UGA who'll be in Atlanta for the afternoon today - so that we could visit for a while.

Possibly would have made a lunch date with the list of people I'm wanting to catch

up with but can't seem to find the time.

Then I probably would have swung by a few stores to continue my search for bases and shades to the lamps I'm dying to make for our master bedroom.

I'd run to the grocery to stock up, then by home to make/leave some yummy treats for husband before I head to Augusta for the weekend without him.

Might sit and read my new book for a while, journal my thoughts, and just sit and be with Jesus.

And I'd definitely leave before traffic got too bad.

Oh, and I probably would have squeezed a workout in at that new gym we tried!

In the springtime, I can only imagine that this feeling is going to get worse, when the weather's warmer, the sun's out, and we'll have rocking chairs where these arrows are pointing.

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But instead I'm sitting at my desk, staring at the computer screen, at a job that I really am grateful to have - even when my dreaming takes me away.