When the Offspring were small, pilgrimages to any store were frequently fraught with requests for this unnecessary item, that breakable thing, another sugary treat. Alternatively or in addition, there would be a carnival of complaining as errands inevitably seemed to take longer than the Offsprings' attention spans or taxed their capability for refraining from whining. It was not much fun. At all.
As a result, Herself learned to strategically coordinate trips during school hours. She continues to do so to this day, even though the Offspring are older and capable of demonstrating good behavior when out and about. They are frequently more interested in working on their own projects at home or visiting friends than accompanying their mother to deposit a check or purchase birdseed.
Herself is a busy woman. She plans her attack carefully, trying to maximize the number of errands accomplished and minimize the time consumed. Things get done.
Every now and then, though, Herself has adult company on an errand - and what a remarkable transformation occurs then. What was once a necessary evil, becomes a pleasure. To contemplate the produce in the grocery store; to peruse the home improvement aisles; to peer at the fish in the pet store -- all these ordinary acts are relaxing and enjoyable experiences when shared.
It is in these occasions that she finds contentment. She is not harried; she is happy. Caught unawares by the presence of a sliver of joy, she counts her blessings and is grateful for the moment.
For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed. - Kahlil Gibran
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