You know, just when you think life is going down the shitter, you’re reminded that there are little things to be happy about. Little things to appreciate that make each and every day better. Today, though busy, I’ve been thinking about those things…such as….
+ Worrying my wallet was lost but finding it at the spot I knew it’d be.
+ Being complimented by my boss on my outfit (which i thought was cute also!)
+ Being told I’m fabulous by my boss and her assistant (the gatekeeper) for a job well done. Planning her husbands 65th surprise birthday party.
+ Getting work done. Even if it’s not the work I want to be doing….
+ Finding a cute dress that looks stunning on me
+ Going tanning. I am by no means a tannaholic, but it’s nice to have some color
+ Kicking butt and taking names in my abs classes
+ Finishing a good book and starting a new one
+ A warm puppy cuddling next to you
+ A warm boyfriend cuddling next to you
+ waking up with said boyfriend and puppy keeping you warm
+ Cleaning your desk so it’s not covered with strewn papers
+ Cookies. a few. not too many. but cookies.
+ Trying to teach yourself to design your own blog
+ An amazing dinner
+ Great wine
+ Trying to find a way to fall in love with your city again.
To note about the last one, because you all have read about boyfriend and I’s attempt to migrate north. Well, things are looking good at this job…if I can scour more money out of them. Things are not as bad as we make them out to be – we have a great (decently priced) apartment, we belong to a great church, we have a great gym – close by no less, both have decent jobs, a great dog walker and trainer, our pup is getting happier, and things…despite our desire to head back to our roots, really aren’t that bad. So while neither of us really wants to stick around…it wouldn’t be the end of the world. I suppose. I thought of that this morning while taking the yellow line train over the Potomac. I need to fall in love with you again DC, I waited so long to get here, I had such high hopes…I want to succeed. I have to succeed here. I want to do something worthwhile. I want to make a difference. I seem to forget my desire in life, that simple desire to make a difference, the whole desire that I’ve based everything I’ve done off of – from working on my first campaign in 2002 in New Hampshire to my interviews here in DC. It’s idealistic…but not entirely unrealistic. I’m just still getting there. But DC, don’t let me quit you…I worry if I left now I’d be missing out…
I wish I could quit you….
What Little things are YOU grateful for?
