Pavlina: Life is Not For the Living

I don’t know how I can even try to write a post about the “little things” when I am all kinds of stressed out about a 7am flight in less than 2 days (that would be Saturday), with 2 kids, husband and Nanny with all the requisite baggage plus two of the biggest car seats you ever saw. Argh. That way lies madness. So instead of living in the now, stressing out about things I can’t affect now (like the packing, the cat, etc) and worrying about how we are going to drink 3/4 of a gallon of milk in ~36 hours (Milk, anyone?) I decided to paint my nails a girly pink, plop down on the sofa with The Abyss in the background and tell you all a little story. Much better.

I love the little things. Things how these pink nails will make Emma happy when she sees them. I have a lot of milk to drink, that means more lattes! I can have cereal for breakfast tomorrow instead of running out the house hungry. I have to stay a bit later anyway, and I really need to clean Samantha’s kitty carrier and she has to go to the kennel tomorrow. Things like how nice it is that my kitty is still around and very lively even though she is 16 years old (where is that kitty, anyway?). I get happy when I look at my mad flower beds and know that they are lovely from all the weeding Martin and I did. I still love the smell of baking cakes and cookies, and how lovely a chocolate chip cookie is straight from the oven. I love when I make Jason smile over some silly thing I did or said. I love that first sip of a perfect cup of coffee from my awesome machine (seen in the Flickr RSS on the side.) I love playing a new video game, and revisiting an old one. I love the feeling of those sweet little baby arms around my neck, and the feel of their soft skin under my lips and they give me a tight hug and everything is alright in the word.

See, the little things really do make life better.

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