As I walked out of the health department on Thursday, I heard the door click and lock behind me. It's not an uncommon sound, but it was a sweeter sound than normal, because it signaled the start of a four-day weekend. For the last month and a half now, I've been looking forward to this weekend. When I heard that click I thought to myself, "This is probably the best moment of my day." Over these last four days, I've had that same thought several times.
Thursday, as I walked in to meet with friends I thought, "This is the best moment of my day." Hanging out with friends and enjoying a change of pace from the craziness that is WIC is an awesome way to end the day.
Later that night, as I opened my futon into a "bed" and settled in for an Office marathon I thought, "This is the best moment of the day." I rarely ever watch DVDs without using them as background noise while I'm doing other things, so to sit down and be comfortable while I enjoyed The Office was nice.
Friday morning when I woke up at 11:00 I thought, "This is the best moment of the day." Depending on the day, I either wake up pressured to get up and get started working on a project or I wake up tired because I was up too late the night before. But Friday, I woke up completely refreshed, having slept until I was no longer tired and knowing that I didn't have a thing planned for the day. Talk about a great feeling.
Saturday morning, when I was singing my favorite songs while I cooked delicious food (Buckeyes and Chicken Pot Pie) I thought, "This is the best moment of the day." I love to cook when I have free time, and Saturday was no exception. I also love to sing favorite songs when no one else is listening, so that was good too.
By the time Saturday was over, I was exhausted after a day of hard work, a night of fun with friends, and a viewing of Inception (which I will forever label 'Worst Movie Ever.') As my head hit the pillow I thought, "This is the best moment of the day." It's a great feeling to go to bed knowing you're tired because you worked hard during the day.
Sunday after church I took Cooper for a long walk down the Sawmill trail and thought, "This is the best moment of the day." It was fairly quiet, definitely warm, and great exercise while I cleared my mind.
This morning I was sitting on my patio and thought, "This is the best moment of the day." It was sunny, the birds were singing, and it was just the right temperature. Sitting and relaxing on my patio during the early morning hours without having to rush and get ready for work is fantastic. (My new goal in life is to make that a daily occurrence)
Today I was at the checkout at Publix and thought, "This is the best moment of the day." When you save $20.00 off your $45.00 bill because you combine sales with coupons, life is good. It's pretty exciting.
Finally, at about 10:00 I looked around at my sparkling clean house I thought, "This is the best moment of the day." Over my four day weekend, I finished everything I wanted to accomplish and then some, and I did it with time to spare.
But now, sadly, is the worst moment of the day. I know I need to go to bed and get ready for work, but it's so much more fun to stay up and watch 30 Rock reruns while writing. Stupid bills that need paid. But I'm guessing that about 5:01 tomorrow afternoon, I'll be back to enjoying a "best moment of the day."
