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July 19, 2010


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Walking up to the mailbox in the morning to get the paper makes me happy. (Except when the paper isn't there, of course. Then it makes me crabby.) Realizing we have ingredients for a decent dinner and I don't have to go to the grocery store after all makes me really happy. A good nap always makes me happy.

I agree with you about discovering a really good book, it is like finding a gold mine.

Glad that taking your chairs down to the beach and sitting in the lake made you happy. Maybe you should do that more often?

Kim Taylor -- The Sassy Crafter

Lovely post, Heidi. I totally agree with you that real mail elicits excitement while email elicits something else. What exactly? I think it's almost a touch of dread, as in "Oh great. Here's one more thing I have to deal with." Interesting observation given that we tend to send and receive far more emails that we do letters/packages.

What makes me happy? Sun on my skin. A breeze in my face. Losing myself in a craft project. Above all, I feel happy when I have the wisdom to take a deep breath and forget all of the things on my to-do list and just appreciate whatever is going on around me -- the way the puffy clouds pass by my office window, the zesty flavor of a delicious home-cooked meal, or even something as simple as the feel of the dish soap on my hands as I wash the evening's dishes.

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