it's the little things

there's always that let down when you come back from a great vacation. after you get over the jetlag. and get things unpacked. and put things in order. and do all your errands. and then all of the sudden-

thud. back to your old boring life.

and let's admit it, my life could be thought of as boring. but you know? for the most part, i'm really not. bored. boring maybe. but not bored. and i'm wondering why that is. a lot of that is because i'm not where i was completely miserable anymore. just having moved has helped a lot. lot. lot.

but also- i've decided it's the little things. i just like the little things.

like i'm kinda thrilled that i got the red wine stains out of my favorite traveling pants. using a mixture that i concocted all on my own.

and i was kinda thrilled today when i called to make a doctor's appointment that they had a cancellation, and they could get me in right away rather than in two weeks.

and i was kinda happy when i was riding my bike today, and i saw a screaming bright red cardinal in amongst the greenery on the trail. colors so vivid, i can almost still them them.

and i was delighted that a new recipe that i tried - tasted delicious.

and i got all my mailing done. and i like my post office.

and it didn't rain today.

and i don't have to work for a week and a half yet. so i can stay up late and sleep in as late as i want.

and that i get to see a good friend tomorrow.

it's all not much. i'm not on an exciting vacation still. i don't have anyone special in my life. i'm not curing cancer. i'm not helping anybody.

but then again, i'm not hurting anybody either, am i? and i'm content with the little things.