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Normal and every day
Nise Note's
By Denise Schoppe
The Marlin Democrat
October 13, 2004
Sometimes the best things in life are right under our noses.
This last weekend, I didn't go out and "have fun" with friends. I didn't go to a movie or out to a club. I didn't so shopping or out to eat. I didn't go ride around in my truck under the stars. No, I stayed home.
I stayed home on a Saturday night. Novel idea.
It was such a treat, though. I'd originally planned on renting a movie, curling up on the couch with a big blanket and a bowl of popcorn. Hopefully, my cat would come join me at some point. I'd just spend a quiet evening enjoying being with myself.
Well, I did enjoy and evening with myself, but I didn't spend it quite the way I'd pictured. Instead, I watched some TV, baked cookies, wrapped birthday presents for my nephew and washed clothes.
Everything I did was normal. It was every day. It was... mundane.
I loved it.
There is something nice about staying at home for a change. I try to go out, one way or another, on the weekend. Sometimes I go somewhere with my family for a meal. Other times, I hook up with friends; I try to do something "fun". Usually it's to go out to a concert. Sometimes we catch a movie. Once in awhile we'll just go get something to eat and spend the night laughing around a table in a restaurant.
However, just staying home eating a microwave dinner was fun, too. My entertainment consisted of wrestling with the cat, checking my email and watching music videos, 'Trading Spaces' and the local news on TV.
It's easy to forget that sometimes the best things in life are right in front of you. I'd forgotten how nice it is to just be by myself with no one to talk to but my pet. There is something very relaxing about your biggest worry being if you get the clothes out of the dryer before they wrinkle. There is comfort in finding you really do like being alone with yourself and your thoughts.
By the end of the night, I was propped back in the recliner with fresh cookies and a glass of milk watching some TV. I'd enjoyed my evening as much as I'd have enjoyed a night at a concert. I was relaxed. I felt I'd accomplished a lot. My pocketbook wasn't depleted. I was going to sleep a peaceful sleep, not one of pure exhaustion.
Yes, sometimes the best things are right in front of us -- like just being at home for an evening.
Nise Note's
By Denise Schoppe
The Marlin Democrat
October 13, 2004
Sometimes the best things in life are right under our noses.
This last weekend, I didn't go out and "have fun" with friends. I didn't go to a movie or out to a club. I didn't so shopping or out to eat. I didn't go ride around in my truck under the stars. No, I stayed home.
I stayed home on a Saturday night. Novel idea.
It was such a treat, though. I'd originally planned on renting a movie, curling up on the couch with a big blanket and a bowl of popcorn. Hopefully, my cat would come join me at some point. I'd just spend a quiet evening enjoying being with myself.
Well, I did enjoy and evening with myself, but I didn't spend it quite the way I'd pictured. Instead, I watched some TV, baked cookies, wrapped birthday presents for my nephew and washed clothes.
Everything I did was normal. It was every day. It was... mundane.
I loved it.
There is something nice about staying at home for a change. I try to go out, one way or another, on the weekend. Sometimes I go somewhere with my family for a meal. Other times, I hook up with friends; I try to do something "fun". Usually it's to go out to a concert. Sometimes we catch a movie. Once in awhile we'll just go get something to eat and spend the night laughing around a table in a restaurant.
However, just staying home eating a microwave dinner was fun, too. My entertainment consisted of wrestling with the cat, checking my email and watching music videos, 'Trading Spaces' and the local news on TV.
It's easy to forget that sometimes the best things in life are right in front of you. I'd forgotten how nice it is to just be by myself with no one to talk to but my pet. There is something very relaxing about your biggest worry being if you get the clothes out of the dryer before they wrinkle. There is comfort in finding you really do like being alone with yourself and your thoughts.
By the end of the night, I was propped back in the recliner with fresh cookies and a glass of milk watching some TV. I'd enjoyed my evening as much as I'd have enjoyed a night at a concert. I was relaxed. I felt I'd accomplished a lot. My pocketbook wasn't depleted. I was going to sleep a peaceful sleep, not one of pure exhaustion.
Yes, sometimes the best things are right in front of us -- like just being at home for an evening.
