Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – June 29, 2004
The End Of The Day
Short Stories From 10 Years Ago – June 29, 2004 – It was another busy day with measuring, feature sheet details and photography for a new real estate listing and then offers on another property this evening. I started to fade about four o’clock this afternoon, after a late night last evening watching the election returns, and the leaders’ speeches.
I was hoping to find time for a cat nap, but unfortunately the cat went awol, and I missed my snooze. I left the house about six-thirty and got home just after eleven o’clock. I’m tired, but feeling a little restless. That often happens after an evening of negotiating and looking after all the details involved in selling a client’s property. There is a certain energy to a business transaction that needs to dissipate.
The Alphabet Boys required my attention, the bird feeder needed to come inside for the night and I was hungry for a snack. With these tasks accomplished, I sat down at my computer to think about a topic for today’s writing. I realized how much I enjoy this last part of the evening.
It’s a tidying up of the day’s activities. Too late to return phone calls, but time enough to answer late day e-mail messages and have a look at my day planner for tomorrow. My phone is quiet, my pager and cell phone are innocuous, my pets asleep – it’s my time to sit and review the day and appreciate once again the many blessings in my life. The evening is still, the birds asleep and quiet. I can hear a siren in the distance – life goes on regardless of the time.
I thought of all the things in my life that are “right” – and it’s mostly everything. Hearth and home, career, friendships, family, my wonderful pets, my good health, the enjoyment I derive from my garden, the beautiful possessions that make my house a home, the treasured memories I have of the people I’ve loved and lost and the freedom I enjoy because I live in the best country in the world.
I am overwhelmed with gratitude for my life. When I finish my cup of tea I’m going upstairs to my bedroom to sleep. It will be morning all too soon, but until then, this evening is gracefully winding its way to a close.
