Back to work!

I am of the mind set that work is work - and some work is more enjoyable than other kinds of work. For example, I have just returned from spending 3 weeks with Eliza and family, to help out with new baby Lars and all that is associated with that. It is indeed work to get up and help care for small children, to fix breakfast, do laundry, mend, sew, clean up, vacuum, go the park and the playground. But such rewarding work - to see the smiles on small faces when you suggest going for a walk to mail a letter, or when small hands want to help toss the wet clothes into the dryer, to feel the warm comfort of a small baby next to you as you cuddle him, to hug your daughter good-bye at the airport and know that she is a strong and loving mother, ready for all that is ahead of her.

But then I come home to the work here. And it's valuable work - work that needs to be done - but it's not nearly as much fun!! It is good to be back with Harry, don't get me wrong, but as I sorted laundry, unpacked, went through the mail that had piled up, listened to the voice mails Harry had not listened to for three weeks, made the assignments for Anna May's luncheon on Monday, wrote grocery lists, and generally tried to get re-acquainted with our house, I was thinking that it's what I do all the time.

Maybe a change really is as good as a rest!