I get easily excited about lots of little things in life. It doesn't take much either. Walking in to a clean apartment. Jumping in to a freshly made bed. Or hearing a favorite song come on the radio. It seems that if the little things bring some joy to the day, it eases the rest of the difficulties in life.
Each evening, on my drive home from work, with smiling anticipation I can't wait for that glass of wine. With each sip, I am excited. At the end of the evening, when I am putting dishes away in the kitchen, I glance over at the coffee maker, and get another smile on my face, just thinking about how great that coffee is going to taste in the morning! When morning comes, the aroma draws me closer and I can't wait for that strong cup! Each sip just gets better. And when I am done, I see the un-opened bottle of wine on the counter, and can't wait for evening!
Friday night, after dinner and wine, I am overwhelmed at the thought of sleeping-in the next morning, slowly waking up, and enjoying my Saturday morning ritual of banana pancakes. I stuff way too many pancakes in my face, but they just keep getting better and better, especially when chocolate chips somehow appear in them! When the roommate is gone, I get real excited to have the apartment to myself, and the freedom of the t.v. I can't wait to cuddle on the couch and veg after a long day. On Sunday evenings, I babysit for friends so they can go to Bible study. They don't pay with money though, she pays with an amazing dinner and desert, which is better than money! I can't wait for Sunday nights.
O.k., so maybe I just get real excited about food, not that that is news to anyone (even my coworkers have figured out they can bribe me with goodies). And I obviously get excited about big things too. The thought of summer concerts, saving for a trip to visit friends, and having friends come visit me here. But it's the little things that happen more often. I can count on the little things. Focusing on the good in the little things, takes the attention off of the the bad, and the things I don't look forward to. And I'm not sure what excites me more; the actual little thing or the anticipation of it. Maybe both. I love looking forward to something. And I love enjoying that something. Either way, I am happy.
