Quiet Joys

Yesterday was a chore day for me, so even though I didn't get any writing done, I still felt a sense of accomplishment. I couldn't help thinking that there is this silly joy that results from simply having finished something that I know I won't have to do for at least another week. It's as if I'm now free to think about things that hadn't even occurred to me prior to completing the task, because that task was hanging over my head. 

And then, of course, there are so many simple things that have the power to give pleasure, but which we often breeze right by. Because we're busy, or stressed, or not paying attention. 

So, here are some of the little things that make me feel good about my day on those rare days when I really stop to think about them.

Filling the car up with gas

Finishing the grocery shopping

Finishing the laundry

The day after I've cleaned the house

Noticing that a new flower is budding

Finishing a nice long walk

Visiting a local park

Learning the name of a new plant

Reading a good book (always, of course)

Learning how to do something new

Newly sharpened pencils

Having plenty of pens on hand 

Warm socks

An organized work space

The scent of flowers in the air in the spring

The end of the day when the dishes are washed and the household has settled in for the night

I could go on, but I think that's plenty for now. I'm feeling good just thinking about these things (probably because I had guests over and my house is clean, my laundry is done and I've been doing a fair amount of walking lately). 

Have a great day!

Myrna