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Contentment

Recently I’ve been trying to figure out exactly how I feel.  Happy seems a little too juvenile, probably because every other time I’ve proclaimed my joy it’s all come crumbling down soon after.  I’m definitely not on a flatline of emotions either though, lately there have been times where my head has felt like it might spin off from all the good vibes that surrond me.

So, as I sit in my brilliantly lit living room, drinking some yummy coffee and watching Julia Child make blueberry scones, I know I am content.  Life is not perfect by any means, however I’ve reached a point of stability that is quite refreshing and very welcome.

Today’s agenda includes stopping off at the library to pick up then to the lovely Paradise Nails for a $22 pedicure (can’t break out my fave sandals with my scary hobbit feet).  I’m also considering beginning to peak around for a black dress for my new hostessing gig.  All in all it should be a quiet day that I’ll have to myself, and even if the promised rain does arrive.  I have a feeling that I’ll be just fine.