last week I flew solo. after seeing mark off on his flight, I started down the runway of my week.
'tis the season for lists! the grass is growing, which means mowing. dandelions are popping up, which means weed control. the temperatures are warming, which means sandals! and the baseball schedules have been published, which means the end of school will be here before I know it.
I'm now using my weekly lists as a "countdown" of sorts ... a list of projects I want to complete prior to the end of school.
I've also begun an intentional list for summer:
I want to will be present for the boys.
I want to will choose the activity over the chore.
I want to will choose what is "best" over something "good."