… oh … no … not that.
You know, this Happy Holly stuff can be a challenge sometimes.
No puppies, kittens or ponies anywhere here … nothing.
The whole idea of this blog was for me to do something every day … on purpose … for no reason other than to make myself happy.
Makes me almost start to talk to myself …
And you would do that … why?
Some days are harder than others.
Say today, for instance?
Right! Like today for instance … nothing in particular is jumping out.
Well, what did you do?
So, I slept in … like a true slug. Does that count?
No, probably not. Even though I felt well rested when I finally got started.
I came up with a novel approach for the database I am doing for someone. Maybe that?
Oh Pu-leeze. Enjoying work is one thing, but that is not Happy Holly worthy.
Well, there was the visit to go see a friend I had been putting off. That was …
Okay, so maybe not that either.
Think … what else was there today?
My hair … my hair looks really nice today …
Um, that was yesterdays Happy Holly Project activity.
Oh. Right. Well, I unloaded the dishwasher.
Made my bed?
Lame. You do that every day.
Got a cone with Black Cherry Frozen Yogurt … and another wrapper toward a free cone?
Oh, good Holly … make Linda feel bad because she was not able to go along with you.
How about the good-looking guy who tried mightily to convince me to go out with him today? He said I had pretty eyes … a nice easy smile … and that I glowed.
Oh, and I am sure his wife would agree … you need that … like you need another hole in your head.
He was ten years younger than me anyway … but he was persistent.
You are losing focus here … surely there is something that you did today … something that made you happy. That you did for no other reason.
Well, actually … there is.
And that would be?
This blog. I did this blog in a somewhat creative way today … And this means I have done the blog for one-hundred-and-seventy-one days in a row. Haven’t missed one.
Granted … some of them were not my best efforts … but then … the whole idea is to be happy. Progress … not perfection.
I suppose you are right … I mean … I suppose I am right.
Do better tomorrow …