This morning, I woke up full of optimism and perk. I set my goals out for the rest of the week and today in bright ink and munched on my healthy breakfast.
Then, I saw Ty laying on the couch playing on his phone and I took the rare chance to crawl on him and cuddle. I felt safe and perfect. I fell asleep, and even after he moved, I just snuggled into my mountain of pillows on the couch and fell asleep. It felt amazing.
Then I received the rare pleasure of having Ty exfoliate my neck to get my hair dye off of it. It was like a crazy good massage.
And now, I have to get ready to tackle my goals for the day. I generally stay in pj pants on days like this; days when I will be cleaning and running around. I chose a pair of comfy, fuzzy pj pants.
These pants represent my mood. I am comfortable and happy fuzzy.
Happy fuzzy is very different from anxious fuzzy. I very rarely have this feeling and I find it hard to get moving. I just want to bask in how this feels. So, for a bit, I think I will. I am going to enjoy watching Star Trek with Ty and make myself some espresso to get going when he starts getting ready for work.
At this moment, I am content and wish I felt this way more often.