I was sitting here thinking how great I felt after getting back to the gym today, after being on vacation. Which led me to thinking about all the silly little things that bring me happiness as I’m getting older and now that I have a family. The things that amaze me the most are those small accomplishments throughout the day that make me feel exhilarated beyond belief.
1) Taking a shower AND actually washing my hair. I’ll admit, sometimes the shower, on its own, doesn’t even happen.
2) Making dinner for our family more than twice a week. This one really puzzles my sister. She works AND has dinner on the table most every night. Yes, she is a superhero. She just does it to make me look bad. And, it works.
3) Getting my child to keep to the less than two hours of television a day requirement issued by all those really smart psychologists that don’t have children of their own.
4) Making my bed. I just feel better when it’s done. Neat and orderly. I need to get better about this if I ever expect Little Guy to make his own bed. That old line, “Do as I say, not as I do,” doesn’t work as well as we’d all like it to. My poor mother. Not only did she always tell me to make my bed, she also always made hers. It didn't work for her on either count. Neither doing nor saying. I just don't do it very often.
5) Only consuming one can of diet soda and not feeling like complete exhaustion will set in at any moment.
6) Taking the time to do my nails – feet and hands. Not just touching it up by putting yet another coat of polish on top of the last coat that was applied that has inevitably begun to chip off as well. Can you say trailer trash toes?
7) Actually being able to finish a phone conversation without being interrupted by Little Guy. Wait – I lied – this never happens.
8) Getting my blog post done before Hubby finishes putting Little Guy down for bed. It allows me to forego those nasty looks I sometimes get from Hubby because I’m not giving him the attention he deserves!
9) Getting through all of that mail that piles up on my kitchen counter. Many times, they just get split up and put into different piles. Bills to be paid, here. Coupons that I know I’ll use, but won’t before they expire, there. Catalogs that I want to order from, but never will, here. One million credit card offers that need to be shredded, here. Maybe I have myself convinced that if I separate them they won’t procreate. Because, they do seem to be insurmountable when they’re all sitting there together, in a huge pile, just staring at me. As if they give birth to new, useless pieces of paper overnight.
10) Actually making a hair appointment in enough time to get it done before it’s too late. Meaning that I didn’t wait until two inches of gray are already screaming out of the top of my head, and I can’t get into my stylist for another 2 to 3 weeks. Hello, ball cap. My friends all know that if you see me wearing a ball cap for a few days straight and I haven’t been on my way to or from the gym, I’m hiding something. As if it’s some huge secret or something. On the upswing, I usually get carded when I’m wearing my trusty ball cap. I haven’t tried it, though, since turning the Big 4-O. Wow, my train of thought really ran away from me there, didn’t it?
See what I mean? All exciting stuff, isn’t it? Amazing how life changes. How, no matter what stage you’re in, everything seems like it can never be as important or as pressing as the moment you’re presently in. Until the next moment comes along and proves you wrong.
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