Day 12... #100HappyDays

Although the thought of doing laundry often feels like cruel torture, once it's done, once everything's folded and put away...it feels like...possibility. I can wear whatever I want and it's CLEAN! :)  And all before noon on a Saturday. *fist bump me*

Day 11... #100HappyDays

One of the things I really really love about living in NY is that fresh flowers are so readily available. Every corner market has them proudly displayed and they are surprisingly affordable.  I bought some tulips today...a dozen for $8... :)  It's pretty amazing how flowers can really liven up a home!

Day 10... #100HappyDays

Let's get real...gelato makes EVERYTHING better. Yummmm...

Day 9... #100HappyDays

It's kind of impossible to feel too depressed during Spring. What with flowers starting to bloom, colors sprouting up everywhere, birds literally chirping...and it's bright out...so one can actually COOK dinner w/o feeling like it's bedtime! And nothing like some fresh herbs to motivate such a feat! (check back w/ me in a week - those will probably be dead and my trash filled w/ take-out containers! But one can feel hopeful, yes? :) )

Day 8... #100HappyDays

NEVER STOP LEARNING. 

At the beginning of the year, I decided to take up something new.  Thus, my ukulele...why not?  I have really grown to love it.  Contrary to popular belief in island lands, not every song sounds great on a uke.... compounded with the fact that I am...well...not very good - YET.  :)  But, it's become a really fun hobby.  One my neighbors, I'm sure, are thrilled about... 

You've Got Mail...

Sad thing happened recently.  A once-dear friend and I had a parting of ways.  I guess it's the course of life, and those things...happen.  I'm learning as I go.  

One lesson I'm really embracing is that I get to protect myself should the need arise. I get to say no in situations that might hurt me or make me feel badly about myself.  And it's amazing the power this realization wields.

I have one unread email in my inbox.  

If this was my work inbox, that would go without saying. I'm so overloaded, I currently have 197 emails unread from today alone...and I've been answering emails all day.  But for my personal email, I cherish correspondence and typically read them immediately.  Still, this one unread email remains...from my once-dear friend.  

Yes, I'm curious as to what it might hold.  But, I also know that, based on where our conversations left off, it most likely will be laced with words that have the ability to break me, to hurt me, to make me feel...low.  And something about that makes me angry...not at the writer of the email, necessarily.  But more just the thought that I might allow one single message to make me feel badly about who I am.  

So with each new day, I'm less and less tempted to read it or even curious about what's in it.  At this point, it stands as a symbol to me that I'm ok...I'm a good person who makes mistakes.  I'm a solid and loyal friend who sometimes is weak.  I'm a likable person that deserves better.  

Maybe one day I'll read this email...but maybe not.  Either way, it's being the one that gets to choose, and making the choice that works for me, that makes me STRONG.

Day 7... #100HappyDays

I have to be honest...some days, my job is really tough. It can be really stressful and there's immense pressure. Then there are times that I'm reminded I work with some really kickass people.  Tonight's one of those nights.  Bowl-a-rama w/ the coworkers. Good times!