beautiful day

Beautiful day.

I feel good because of all the fun I had at home rearranging furniture, and cleaning at a zen level. Fun. I have such fun doing that. I don't know if my mother loved it but she did it as well. I would come home from school and the house would be in disarray and the furniture all moved into new positions.

I cleaned my diffuser. I cleaned it so hard I broke it and need a new one.  I washed the shower curtain, I bleached the bottom of the shower, I cleaned out the cabinet under the sink and found the source of the leak, I got rid of my bedroom clutter and so on and so on. Oh and I might be buying a used desk tonight that I found on Craig's list.

And not one time during that entire day did I feel traumatized or angry or afraid. I just felt good.

And to not have those thoughts and feelings and enjoy what I am doing in the moment is FUN for me.

And today when I woke up I got pleasure from the new layout of the furniture, and it very well may be my new favorite. I feel that I was very productive yesterday and I like the results.

Then this morning when I stepped outside it was a beautiful day. Perfect weather.