a lazy morning

It's been a lazy morning.  I don't really know why some days are like this.  I woke very early but didn't get up until a lot later.  I got my trash out and then called my mother who was sure it was Monday evening and not Tuesday morning.  When I finally convinced her, we read together and then she had to get off the phone to get ready for her days tasks. . . . . . . .  I've lazied about in my jammies all day and now it's almost one and I need to put real clothes on.  (I did some house cleaning and such but not a huge lot)  I will have lessons in a couple of hours and I need to make up clay for a student project coming up. . . . . . . . . Life has not settled down and my spirit is still quite uneasy about family matters.  Sometimes when I begin concentrating prayer in an area, things just explode into chaos and I find myself hoping it wasn't my prayer that brought it into being.  I say that halfway joking. . . . . . .  My world is green and blooming about me.  I love the cool, gorgeous mornings and the warm breezy afternoons of spring.  And I love that it cools off quickly and invites a fire in my pit in the evenings. . . . . . I hope your day is blessed and rewarding.