Thursday, October 20, 2016

The "Perfect" Day

I know every day and every experience is "perfect" and just what I need at that time (worts and all) ... but yesterday was the gold standard of My Happiness Project.

First, got lots of crappy stuff off my to-do list.  Quickly, efficiently, early.  Bam.  Freed up my HAPPY for the day.  And I refused to acknowledge any negative head space, negative self-talk, negative chatter.

The dinner out was fantastic.  Such a delicious meal (compliant food without missing anything).  Two glasses of unique wine - both great.  And the best conversations with amazing ladies that I've had in a long time.  Deep, interesting, thoughtful, funny.

The Fox Theater was beautiful, charming.  Our seats were in the nose-bleeds but no one around and not a bad seat in the house.  The speakers (expect one - ooops) were motivating, inspiring, thought-provoking, powerful.

I organized the uber rides to and from the car.  Big deal for this less-than-technology savvy gal.  Learning and growing - check, check.

Got home, drank my collagen tea and went to bed.  No snack, no junk - nothing.  I was a bit hungry since we ate so early, but I didn't open that box.  It was after 11pm - too late for food.  Super, duper proud of myself.  I knew it would be red-zone moment and I was prepared for it.  Nailed it!

Unfortunately, my pup still has the runs.  Woke me up last night (such a good boy).  I might make an appointment this afternoon at the vets.  He's headed to the groomer, so I might need to skip tabata on Friday and do a vet run then.  It's bad timing with us heading out of town.  I really don't want a carpet accident - ugh.

Today is lifting.  My arm is feeling a bit off since tabata on Tuesday, but I think it will be okay.  I love that class.

Lots of errands, packing, etc to finish up.  The "hard" parts are done and it's just a matter of doing the last minute stuff.  I'll have a relaxing night tonight and get a lot of sleep.  I can't wait for the trip on Friday.  Friends, Fred (my hubby) and fun lol.


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