I find pleasure in the simplest of things - like the garbage successfully having been put out, and picked up on a Thursday morning. Or groceries being put neatly away in their proper places. Or laundry being folded and warm in the basket. It really doesn't take much to make me happy - I guess I just need to find contentment in these little things on my own. I find myself always waiting for someone to improve the situation, resolve the confrontation, come and reassure *me* everything will be alright. I wonder why I don't just do these things myself? Why am I waiting for the simple pleasures to be presented to me - hoping that some one else will bring me the simplicity that I am seeking? I do find my own way, and can master my way around almost anything to get to my goal... but when there is another body, another person - reaching that goal with me, I often find myself taking the passengers seat. Maybe if I just concentrate more readily on the simple pleasures I find daily - I can slowly wean out, and eventually eliminate, the need for anything more complex. Be happy, with what I've got...
Today Sophie and I are going to explore, and maybe find something new. Even if we find something old, that's okay too. Im just looking forward to hanging out with her all day :)
Happy Thursday.
So what did you and Soph get up to today?
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