I woke up this morning unhappy. To start with, it was 9:00 AM! And I was AWAKE! On one of the few days I could sleep in! Now, I don’t want any smart aleck remarks from you morning people. Yes, 9:00 AM on a holiday morning is way too early. Especially when you were up until 1:00 AM the night previous, enjoying the fact it is a holiday weekend. So, yeah. There was that. And then there was this nagging reminder in the back of my mind that tomorrow I have to go to New Jersey and Daniel has to go on his business trip, and we aren’t going to see each other until next Saturday. Yes, I still like traveling. But I am ready to be home/with Daniel longer than a few days at a time. I am looking very forward to next week, when we are both going to be home ALL WEEK LONG!
So, anyway. my solution to being unhappy was to busy myself. So I made crepes, with whipped cream and strawberries for breakfast. And thought about writing. And wrote to my best friend about writing instead. Which sort of counts, right? Anyway, then Daniel and his dad were going to leave to go finish fixing a fence at one of his dad’s rental houses. I was feeling cold, but didn’t want to go outside, and didn’t want to write, and didn’t want to read, and in general was feeling quite temperamental, and quite unhappy that Daniel was going to be gone for a few hours. And then he said the magic words. “Would you like us to drop you off at Starbucks?” I stared at my brilliant husband. “They have nice outdoor seating.” He continued. My face lit up, my mood brightened, and I was ready to go in five minutes.
And now I am contentedly sitting outside Starbucks, with a delicious, not at all low calorie frappuccino, noise cancelling headphones and itunes, and my whole day’s outlook has improved. I may even find something to write about.
Forest Idylls 