Didn’t plan on having a day for myself yesterday, but I felt too good not to.

There wasn’t enough time…or tolerance to the return to summertime temps…for me to do everything I wanted to do, but the moments of glee were grand enough to make me okay with that.


From the store than never has peonies to get a shipment of fall mums in to make me love them again…



To being not only being reminded of the one time my Dad went to McDonald’s to collect Batman glasses that I had lost moving over the years, but being able to have them in my cabinet again…



To having a legit “…what?!” vocalized as I spotted this set of awesomeness I had to bring home…



To the universe spying on my browser history knowing I was looking at ordering a Mother of Thousands plant to replace the beloved one that I foolishly let frost kill years ago, but instead of going through the hassle of ordering it online to just have it available as I walked out of a store…



Yesterday I ceased the opportunity to see where the day and road took me, and in return I was gifted with one ray of sunshine after another. And because of that the return back to work for a few days will be absolute cake. With my tank replenished to the point it’s spilling over, I’m ready for it. Happy Friday to some. Happy Monday to me. Enjoy the hell out of it, whatever name you give it.


I leave you with one of the songs I had on repeat yesterday for my day of light. …don’t judge me 🙄

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