Satisfaction

I can see most of my bed now. I am feeling fairly satisfied with the weekend's accomplishments including an hour in the park today with Baloo treeing squirrels. I made a connection between a childhood memory and my love of sky naps in warm cars. I got bummed that I have not perfected the new timing of when the sun floods the patio area in our courtyard. I've wanted every day this weekend to sit in the sun until it disappears and have every day missed that narrow window. I tried harder to dress like someone who likes themselves. I came close on Saturday. Today was a miss on account of some stone-washed Levi's I resurrected that really should have not been disturbed. I bought 2 purses today that were fabulous and ridiculously expensive relative to how much I usually pay. Completely worth it. My neighbor, a dedicated bargain hunter visibly blanched and she didn't even know how much I spent. Weird. I made sausage and peppers, baked some quick bread, and even squeezed in a workout. Today was the kind of ideal day I often imagine is someone's entire enviable life. Today it was mine.