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This year’s summer season has really been giving me positive vibes & putting me in such a happy mood. I am sooo glad that I don’t live in Southern California (ahem, like the rest of my relatives…) where it’s a minimum of 80℉/26℃ every day in the summertime. I love living in Northern California (practically next door to San Francisco), where the weather could be sweltering hot one day, then cool & cloudy the next day, which is pretty much what the weather has been like these past few weeks in the city where I live. I love it.
My town has experienced a couple of major heat wave days since this summer season has begun, but we’ve also experienced quite a bit of cooler days as well, & I am totally here for it, ma’maw! (Sorry for the weird pop-culture slang. I’ve been hanging around Drag Queens this past weekend, & their crazy slang terms have been sneaking their way into my everyday vocabulary.) For example, yesterday it was so hot I had to run the air conditioning at full blast in my car, but today it was super cloudy, & it actually rained a little in the morning…well, it was barely a sprinkle, but enough to wet my driveway.
That’s one reason why I love living in my current city. I love the balance of hot days, warm days, & chilly days. Sometimes it can be annoying when it’s hot in the daytime but cold at night. That’s the typical summer weather in my town. It’ll be hot enough during the day that you’ll want to put on a pair of shorts & a cute airy top, but then the temperature suddenly drops & you’ll have to switch to jeans & a warm sweater. Though, I don’t mind that at all.
Today’s sudden wet-ish weather was a pleasant surprise. I was happy that the temperature was high yesterday, which allowed me to air dry my freshly washed laundry without having to use the dryer machine (& save energy!). However, I was just as happy when I saw from my bedroom window the clouds rolling in. I really enjoyed the change of pace & being able to throw on my favorite sweater & a pair of comfy jeans. It’s these little moments in life that truly bring me joy. I want to be able to appreciate & soak up all of these little things in life & live my life peacefully.
Whether it’s hot or cold, I will enjoy every day to the fullest. Until the next time, cheers!
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There’s no better feeling than the one you get just after washing your bed sheets, except on those days when you’ve washed both your bed sheets AND your pajamas. I love that feeling of satisfaction & comfort you get from knowing that you’ll be sleeping in a clean bed wearing clean PJs. The clean/neat freak inside of me is utterly glowing from within with a feeling of accomplishment that I’ve crossed two more major chores off my To-Do list. The slight germaphobe inside of me is feeling a huge sense of relief that my clothes are clean, my bed sheets are clean, & once I take my nighttime shower, I’ll be totally clean all over.
I just love those days where I’ve completed washing all of the clothes I’ve managed to pile up in my tiny hamper bin, I’ve got a wash cycle washing my bed sheets, & it’s time for me to wash my hair. It’s like a trifecta of cleaning heaven for me. I wouldn’t exactly label myself as a full-on, clinically diagnosed germaphobe, but I do like cleaning & keeping my belongings & myself clean, & sometimes I can be really strict in my cleanliness to the point of being a little obnoxious about it.
On the days when it’s time to wash my hair, I do (psychologically) feel a little cleaner than on the days in between my hair washing. I also feel like a greasy weight has been washed away from my hair. The same goes for when I wash my pajamas. I tend to wash my pajamas once a week on average, & I have a strict rule of no wearing pajamas outside of the bedroom. In my mind, I’m telling myself that I don’t want my pajamas to touch anything outside of my bedroom; my pajamas are for my bed only. I can’t stand it when a non-bedroom item touches my PJs. It makes me feel (psychologically) like I’m rubbing the dirty thing(s) my PJs have been touching, all over my bed & sheets. I don’t understand how pajama bottoms once were a fashion trend, & women’s lingerie have now become sexy slip dresses, silky camisoles, & blouses. I also don’t like to lounge around the house in my pajamas. It’s just gross to me.
Then, when it’s time for me to wash my bed sheets, I feel an especially amped up sense of being truly clean. I almost get a sense of euphoria because I know everything is now finally all clean. I am a stickler for going to bed feeling freshly bathed & totally clean. I can’t imagine just taking a shower in the morning, going about my day, & then putting on my PJs & hopping into bed at night. I also like to conserve water by not taking two showers every day, so that’s why I take showers at night because it’s closer to my bedtime, & I can feel like I’m going to bed freshly washed. Also, personally, taking showers in the morning doesn’t wake me up or help me feel refreshed. A fresh, hot cup of coffee will fill that job position just fine.
OK, I think I’ve prattled on enough about washing laundry. I think I’m starting to sound repetitive & bland. I just wanted to tell you that I feel absolute bliss after I’ve gone to bed completely & utterly clean. Fresh bed sheets. Fresh pajamas. Fresh hair. I feel cussing fresh, & that’s the end of it. Cheers, mates.
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