Every day may not be good. But I do believe that there is something good in every day. Sometimes you just have to remember the small things.
There is no question that the sun finally making a long awaited appearance this week has made me smile. Along with the muddy knees that it brings with it (the childrens’, not mine of course.)
The grass between my toes and teaching my girls how to make daisy chains. Ice cream moustaches and ice cold limonata. Pinching the last Magnum (why do they come in boxes of three?) and crunching on ice cubes when nobody is around to hear me. Skinny iced lattes from Caffe Nero (nowhere else’s come close) and counting down to Pimm’s o’clock. Sandals (new and old) and my perfectly painted toes out for the world to see. British strawberries coming into season and bunting blowing in the breeze.
But this week has been about the big things too. Like taking big brave steps that I never thought I would and making plans just because I can.
Signing up for an evening class instead of just talking about it like I have for the past however many years. And using my new found student status as an excuse to treat myself to a beautiful leather satchel. Okay, student might be pushing it. I’m doing an evening class in an attempt in improve my mostly forgotten school girl Franglais. And while I’m being honest, like I needed an excuse to buy a satchel?! The minute I saw one of those babies in the flesh I knew I would have to get my mitts on one. The only question was, in what colour. But still.
What small (and big) things have made you smile this week?