I had two perfect days in a row, and the best part is that they took me completely by surprise. On Saturday, John took the kids out, so I had a couple of hours to myself. In addition, it was the first sunny day we’d had in a long time.
That said, I threw on my paint clothes and set up my art supplies on the patio. I clicked my phone to the 1980 Top 40 countdown on Sirius XM’s 80s on 8 and had my own personal field day. During the countdown, they played my number one favorite song of all time. I didn’t even know my song came out in 1980. (Don’t you want to know what it is.) It was pure bliss.
On Sunday the magic continued with another day filled with sun. My daughter wanted daddy time, so my son and I jumped on our bikes and headed to the tennis courts. We hit balls for almost two hours under the sun. I was wearing a tank top in January. This is why people move to North Carolina. This is why I never left.
After we played, we rode our bikes around the park on a trail and had the best time. Eight-year-old Graydon commented on how this was a great way to relieve stress. Bingo, kid!
We didn’t spend any money, and we didn’t plan any of this happiness. It just happened, and therein lies the magic. We spend so much time making grand plans about things that may or may not happen. Maybe they should happen, maybe they shouldn’t. All I know is that the past two days have been filled with smiles, hugs and goodness. I just want more of it, please.