What about our expectations?

At the moment, most of my work efforts seem to be coming to nought, so today I sat and thought about my life.  One of my realisations was my expectations.  I threw a few toys and told my husband I had expectations for provision, significance, adventure, fun, fitting in.  He smiled and bought me a watering can! What if these expectations can't be met?

So now if I review our situation - I'm trusting to find my 'Flower Shop' (for another post); we have everything we need; I might have to clean my own house, but so do millions of other people around the world;  I'm looking to see what I can do in the small.

This reviewing was done after a good Americano in a nursery cum coffee shop, where I drooled over spring flowers and eclectic styling.  I left in a far better frame of mind and was able to tick a few things off my list.

Daily thanks

Today was a good day. I have much to be grateful for.
A friend and I decided to have a meeting in God's office and sat by the edge of a river in the shade while our girls paddled, caught tadpoles and snacked with enthusiasm.  It was a good day at the office.
Another friend was hi-jacked (which is not what I'm grateful for), but I'm grateful for his friends who rallied round to provide phones, cars, lifts, support, friendship.
I put aside my mac, which I do very reluctantly during work hours, and played cards with my daughter, watered my vege garden and had tea.
I ate sweet mange tout straight off the vine.
Today was a good day.