Homebound Sunday

Morgan still wasn't feeling well today, so we just hung out at home. She is behind on a lot of school work (virtual and regular) from being so sick this week, so she has been playing catch up. I have been thinking about regrets a lot lately. I have always been a big believer in no regrets. You make the best decisions you can with the research or info you have at the time, and you accept that you did what you could no matter what. Howevr, there are those few things here and there that you really give yourself to. The half ironman was one of those things for me. I would have really regretted it if I either couldn't do it or if I hadn't finished in the time allowed. Work is another one. Sometimes, you pour yourself into work and it is appreciated which is great and other times you relax and everything turns out fine regardless. With illness, you worry about regret because it can be such a severe cost. It is very different than other decisions. But, in the end, you have to go with your gut and the best information you have and move on.  Of course, the thing that you get the most of is perspective. Whenever you get curveballs thrown your way, it certainly makes you realize that sweating the small stuff just isn't worth it. So, here is to another weekend gone and another work week to come.