It’s the small things that have been making me smile this week.
Starting the week with breakfast with my favourite bearded man. Surely there is no finer way to start a week?
A roast dinner on a Monday just because.
My nail varnish accidentally matching the cover of my book. And the book turning out to be a bloody brilliant one. FYI: Barry M Aquarium in Arabian and The Shock of the Fall by Nathan Filer.
Waking up to bright sunshine.
Desperately looking forward to a bath all day long then getting the water just right. No easy feat when you have a temperamental old boiler and a cast iron bath as deep as the sea that takes an age to fill let me tell you.
Waking up to a stealth like bed invader of the six year old kind.
My son getting a good school report. In fact, that’s not such a small thing it’s a bloody huge thing considering that it’s his first good one in at least five years and he is sitting his GCSEs in a matter of weeks. And breathe.
Lighting a new candle.
New bedside tables that I didn’t know I needed until I spotted them by chance and oh how I love them. Carefully choosing which of my treasures got to sit on it first and treating myself to a pretty orchid was good too. As was slipping into fresh clean sheets that night to celebrate their arrival. Not that I don’t often have fresh clean sheets you understand but that is probably my most favourite simple pleasure of all.
Cheery pink flowerpots on my kitchen windowsill.
Listening to my soon to be eight year old daughter howl in laughter reading The Twits and have her declare it The Best Book She Has Ever Read Ever. Good old Roald Dahl.
Every day may not be good but I do believe that there is something good in every day. Sometimes the small things turn out to be the big things. What small (and big) things have made you smile this week?