Jumping for Joy!

This afternoon, while working the front desk, Sister Elaine mentioned to me: “No mail tomorrow.”
 
“That’s right,” it dawned on me…“Tomorrow’s Memorial Day, a national holiday, so there will be no mail.”
 
I practically jumped for joy; I guess my feet did actually leave the floor. I was so happy!
 
I really don’t mind sorting mail too much, but during the last two months, the daily routine of mail delivery has become an added stress point in the day. 

Whenever anyone comes to the door (even just the outside set), we’ve developed the practice of wiping surfaces with a disinfectant wipe.  We’re not allowed visitors, but still have mail carriers and pharmacy personnel coming by.  Here and there, someone will come to drop something else off.
 
Working at the front desk, some stretches of time are quiet.  However, all of a sudden, it seems like everything happens at once.  It can be overwhelming!
 
Consequently, the thought of another day without the added commotion of dealing with the mail made me exultant.  (I mean no offence to our wonderful mailman.)
 
Amidst this challenging, stressful time, I’ve found other moments of joy as well, gifts sprinkled into my life from above:
 
We had a nice visit today from our “Rugby Sisters” on their way back to our provincial house for the summer.  They’d just finished the school year, which had proved to be a very interesting one. 
 
Later this afternoon, I went out to water a bit in the garden, and noticed that my onions are actually growing.  (I was afraid they might not make it.)
 
Another joy which I am anticipating is that, when I go to our provincial house for our annual retreat in a week’s time, I will be able to go for six whole days without wearing a mask or taking my temperature. 
 
To use St. Francis’ expression (albeit out of context), that will be PERFECT JOY!

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