Lately I’ve been trying to take the time to appreciate more. Chalk it up to SAD (so real) or a couple hectic weeks at work, but poor Bowl #2 has had to coax this grumpus out of a fair number of funks lately. Which is so silly, because there’s so many things I could be thankful for. Things as little as an open seat in a crowded subway on the way to work, or an unexpected (and unwarranted) snow day. Spending a quiet weekday night with B2 surfing YouTube for wedding songs, and finding the perfect track for our processional. Impromptu Saturday night hangs with good friends. Sleeping in ridiculously late the next morning, and having it be the kind where you wake up refreshed and not like your head’s stuffed full of cotton balls. Little big things.
So that’s where my mind’s at as we’re heading into Valentine’s Day this year. I know the holiday inspires about every feeling under the sun, but for me it seems like a little opportunity, in an otherwise dreary stretch of post-holiday weeks, to appreciate the person in my life who helps me get through the funks and refocus on the happy. B2 and I don’t have any grand plans for this Saturday (that I know of?) but at the very least, I’m hoping to make a good breakfast, hang out, avoid being the gloomy Gus I’ve been lately, and just appreciate. (And enjoy the long weekend! Yay, long weekend!)