Panic shopping has been all over the news lately – specifically with the hoarding of everyday needed items like toilet paper. The ones that hit the hardest are the elderly looking for toilet paper substitutes because other bought way more then they needed. Things like this show a really bad side of humanity in crisis. It’s a true side but really makes me question our values.
On my walk this morning I went by little signs that there are still awesome people in the world. I walked past a little sign in someone’s yard that read “This house believes…that love is love, science is real” and things of the like. I really enjoyed seeing it, reading it, and wondered about the family that lived there. I hope they have kids because they seem like the type of people who should and would raise good kids to be good and compassionate adults.
A little ways down the sidewalk I saw a little library in someones yard. For those that don’t know a little library is a free library where you take a book and drop one off. Sharing adventures in the form of books in a world where we are mostly trapped in the house for the foreseeable future is just a wonderful concept. This person took the time to build it, paint it super cute, and a very cool decal, stock it, and register it just to help people read for free; that’s pretty freakin cool.
I also saw a lot of people walking their dogs, walking with their kids and significant others, and kids actually playing outside. It was a pretty cool site. Keep up the kindness folks and spare a square of toilet paper for a neighbor if they need it.
…I have had in awhile and all because of a little pink helmet and the man on the bike.
I work weekends; let me clarify that statement; I work EVERY weekend day. I have a love hate relationship with this work schedule. I enjoy weekends at work: it’s my staff and our great vibes. We have a lot of visitors and get a lot done so days always fly by. On the other hand NO ONE else has my days off so they are mostly spent alone. I never see my dude during the day…seriously. There is the occasional trip or special occasion but other then that I only see him for a couple of hours before bed – not ideal.
Yesterday, I had a very rare Saturday off…and it was awesome! It started with being able to sleep…on an actual weekend day. I wasn’t rushing out of the bed to work and neither was he; we just got to lay there enjoying the moment. Then we made breakfast and it was so much fun! Including a mango mimosa which was delicious. Then we sat, ate, and talked for an hour and it was lovely. After breakfast we ran some errands, which probably doesn’t sound exciting to you, but we never get to do that stuff together. So we went to AAA, Trader Joes, motorcycle helmet shopping, and couch shopping. We found the perfect motorcycle helmet for me – pink and on a great sale! It was fate – totally meant to be my helmet. I couldn’t wait to use it but we did need to go couch shopping. I almost said “ah let’s forget about it” because I was so frustrated by looking at couches and wanted to go riding. He said no I think we should go look and he was right! I am so glad he encouraged it. Couch shopping was a lot more fun with my dude then it was alone. He was silly and made it fun while still telling me what he thought of each couch. When we found ‘the one’ he helped me make a plan to move it in (which involves heavy lifting on his part). I can’t forget our snack stop at Fudruckers! I used to go there as a kid and could not stop giggling about being there.
Then we came back home and went on a motorcycle ride to snacks and dinner (we changed location for more practice riding together). It really was the best day. Usually you all only hear about the hiccups in my life so I wanted to share this kind of magical weekend day off too. I have said it before and I will say it again, it’s the little lovely moments and gestures that make life awesome and yesterday was full of them.
I have always thought that the little things in life are the important ones. It’s never taken much to amuse me and make me laugh and I live a pretty happy life because of it. A tiny treat in my day can completely make it. A small compliment can bring about a smile faster then most things.
Last night, after a very nice anniversary date, I felt quite sick to my stomach. (This confirms that my lactose sensitivity is growing as we had mud pie which is mostly ice cream). I ended up being sick in his bathroom and when I came out he had picked me two pink and white flowers for my hair (the same type of flowers I have tattooed on my side) and it was the sweetest thing. Then we laid down on a giant bean bag chair and just rested together – he acted as if I hadn’t just been sick in his bathroom. These two small acts are exactly what I needed in that moment.
Most people likely think we are a bit nuts for trying again but in these small moments I know why. In these small acts of kindness I know his heart and who he is and how it matches mine in a lot of ways.