honestly, adulthood is hard. really hard most of the time. it’s trying and exhausting and not at all what you pretended while playing “house” as a child. but sometimes, those moments that you so fondly recall yourself daydreaming of are there if you are open to them.
the other day I worked a very long day and left work exhausted to drive home. I picked up a pizza on the way and called Brian to let him know I was on my way. the sun was lower in the sky than usual, with the days getting shorter now and my late exit from work. it gave everything a different glow.
as I neared my neighborhood, I rounded the high school football field and spotted my little sister practicing with her cheer team. I turned the corner closer to home and waved to my neighbor who was out walking her dog. I turned onto our street and the baby kicked just as I pulled into the garage. I headed upstairs with the pizza and found my dog waiting to greet me at the top of the stairs and my husband blasting a Tom Petty album while touching up things in the nursery.
so many tiny moments that filled the end of a very long and draining day and could have so easily been overlooked. but I’m glad that I noticed them this day. I know that there are many days that I don’t. these are the things that I thought of when I played “house” and day dreamed of what my future would be like. these are the things that make adulthood pretty darn great. and the occasional chocolate waffles for dinner don’t hurt either.