
When my husband wakes up in the morning, he slides open our bedroom curtains, peers through the window and says, “Good morning, Rockford!” I laugh every single time because, you see, Jesse hates Rockford and I sorta do too. But starting the day with a little irony is something that brings us both a little happiness. Recommend.
Four more very simple “everyday things” that bring us happiness include:
- waving the other driver in
- answering our email & texts with alacrity
- speculating who –or what — our new next-door neighbor is (currently think it’s a out-of-state dude running an Airbnb)
- hiking in or at nearby woods and prairies
Now here are some simple, everyday things that bring me happiness:
- fresh water in clean bowls for our cats & dog
- backyard wildlife
- our Little Library
- not using the Oxford comma
- seeing what the Royal Family is up to
And here are five things that bring Jesse everyday happiness:
- being nice to gruff people
- his decibel meter (not a euphemism — he likes measuring sound levels)
- socks that are especially snug around his arches
- combing his beard while he talks to me or the kids
- his backyard pond and goldfish
Things that don’t happen every single day, rather weekly or monthly, that bring us happiness include:
- paying extra principal on the mortgage
- finding a really insightful book, podcast, series or movie
- playing Trivia or meditating on “interactive” Netflix
- TSA pre-check
- watching Wheel of Fortune
And here are a five happiness-inducing things that happen a few times a year:
- when the price of gas goes down for a few days
- when a new animal (wild or domesticated) visits our yard or house
- camping and hiking in a different state
- discovering a new recipe that our entire family loves
- Cookie Dasher
The real happiness comes from:
- each other
- our kids
- our extended family
- theatre / performance art
- our friends
- our pets
But you already know that. Thanks for reading! -Connie
P.S. That is not our dog. He just hung out in our backyard for a few minutes. That’s Angelo on his way to school.
P.P.S. We also kinda love Rockford. That’s just how it goes.