Today constituted 14 hours of unscheduled bliss. No work. No traveling. Nada.
So I binged.
On cleaning, that is.
-Swept and mopped the kitchen floors
-Filled the dishwasher, ran it, and filled it again
-Baked bread and cookies and made hummus
-Returned library books
-Grocery shopped and put that away too
-Found an inspiring blog
-Cleaned the bathroom (ugh)
-Cleaned the stove (double ugh)
And saved a life.
An intruder came uninvited into my kitchen. I found him running for his life. Then he changed tactics and froze. Bad tactic. He stopped way out there in the open. I could smell his fear. I'm sure he could smell mine. And hear it, because I yelped like a sissy.
I looked around for instruments of murder. Something that would quickly and easily squelch the life out of him and put me out of my misery.
Then, inexplicably, I felt a new sensation rising in my chest. Kinda warm and soft and calming. The murderous gleam began to leave my eyes. I decided violence wasn't the answer. There's room enough in this big world for both of us! We can all live together in peace.
And I took the little arachnid outside, heart pounding and palms sweating. But I did it.
Nurses make a difference every day.