i don't want to get excited or anything, but i don't think my life has been this good before. i mean, i've had a pretty great life, considering. but really, i couldn't have planned this better. i work at a winery and they even let me run some stuff. today i tasted a bunch of wine/cheese as a part of work. i went shopping at the gift shop on the clock. my friends work where i work and we make jokes all day long. it's only the first week of september and they want to plan their halloween costumes as much as i do. i order junk food for work and ordered twizzlers because i like to eat them for breakfast and no one is going to tell me no. i can paint my walls any color i like and dustin will help me do it. my kitten got out this week (not by me) and i loved her and i miss her. but dan says we will get a new kitten and that she will be our kitten. and that makes me happy.
yesterday evening i watched him walk out to the grapevines in our yard to pick some grapes. i thought about how much i like him and about all the steps i took to get to this chair in this kitchen just to watch him eat some grapes. and about how much that very small and unimportant moment meant for someone like me. he turned to me last night and looked at me and i asked why. he replied that he just liked to see me look happy. and i did look happy because i was eating twizzlers and not really paying attention to the signs of contentment on my face. it's nice to have someone who understands that 89 cents worth of candy can really make a difference in my day. and he even likes me better for it too. it wasn't the only the twizzlers though. i am happy in dan's bed because it is ours. and of everyone that i've ever met i think he's trustworthy. i see no end to him, but don't tell him that.
so now i am going to watch more episodes of season 3 of weeds and enjoy this part of 23 before it turns. but, for the record, i have catalogued these past few months of life as the first time i've ever really been content just because.
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