I started the week determined to make it great. Iím ending it committed to making the next one even better. These are some of the things that made me happy.
Saturday we ate sushi and watched The Hunger Games, just as planned. I thought it was an excellent movie adaptation and in some ways more suited to 12-year-olds than the book.
I spent three hours gardening in perfect weather last Sunday.
Lunch was a delicious salad on Monday. I ate at home, and I ate healthy food. That always makes me happy, happy.
On Tuesday Nicholas drew a picture of The Lorax.
More book recommending goodness on Thursday by one of my very favorite bloggers. Vampires and zombies in quasi literary fiction? I’m dubious, but intrigued. It’s amazing that two fantasy-ish books would strike my fancy. A year ago my eyebrows would have hit my hairline if you told me I would one day willingly read that genre. The idea was so far fetched, I put it on my life list to force me out of my comfort zone. But, ever since starting PIBC, I have been fearless about reading new genres. In fact, I welcome it heartily. This reminds me of something Andrea said to me at Camp Mighty. I told her I helped plan my high school reunion to get out of my comfort zone. Then later we mentioned a book or something, and I said, “Oh, I read that to get out of my comfort zone.” I must have said something along those lines another time because she looked at me and said, “You know, you keep saying your stepping out of your comfort zone, but maybe it’s the comfort zone that no longer fits you.”
It’s Good Friday today. Happy, happy.
And to those who celebrate, happy, happy Easter, too.