My voice is raspy from reading lots and lots of books to the children and singing praises.
My fingers are calloused and sore from strumming on the guitar most of the morning.
My laundry is piling high from neglect.
My inbox is getting fuller by the day with unread messages.
My kitchen is cluttered with dirty dishes from an afternoon of baking.
My phone has been busy.
My heart is full.
Today, was a good day.