It’s 11:00pm and I’ve just finished sweeping my kitchen and living room floors for the third time today. After mopping both, I scraped up the remains of the Rottweiler hair and washed another sink full of dishes. I have my first hour of MSW field placement supervision bright and early tomorrow morning and I didn’t finish all my homework due for this week. Know what I’m thinking? stress It’s all just fine.
Because it’s the simple things in life.
Like spending a chilly, rainy, relaxing autumn Sunday morning with your best friend, learning the proper form of (and gaining a new appreciation for) yoga.
And coming home to a handsome guy with fresh coffee who says things like this to me on a daily basis:
And then meeting him again for lunch.
How about watching these two play until they’re so pooped that one is sprawled out on the floor and the other couldn’t manage the last few inches to the floor and parked it on the bottom step. Phew. It’s a rough life.
I must add enjoying farm fresh peaches while throwing together a simply delicious dinner to the list.
Baked sweet potato fries: sea salt, agave syrup, cinnamon, pumpkin pie spice (to taste)
Black lentils: sauteed portobello mushrooms & red onion, with fresh mozzarella seasoned w/ cumin, sea salt and tossed with white balsamic vinegar
Let’s also add a polish change to the list.
And while doing homework, a simple pumpkin scented candle brightened the entire room.
My homework truly is simply wonderful as well, even though I tend to think otherwise. I’m fortunate to have the opportunity to pursue what I love and pour through articles and books that resonate with me.
And a welcomed interruption from my simply wonderful homework to read a kind comment from a simply fabulous new blog friend.
And all the while, remembering this quote on a shirt that I purchased today from the yoga studio:
Remember: it’s the simple things.