As I write this, I’m sitting outside in breezy, partly-sunny weather, typing on my laptop. I had several meetings this morning, back-to-back on different topics. All of them were with pleasant people, working on interesting, challenging, entirely different projects. I had some lunch after that, and took a briefly longer lunch to spend 30 minutes kayaking in Puget Sound, and drop off a birthday card for my Grandma.
I’m sharing all this because past-me would have focused on how many times I context-swapped: from pre-meeting tasks to meeting to meeting to meeting, to making lunch, to getting exercise, to meeting a familial obligation.
Present-me, though, took a moment to just grin at the sunshine. What a good morning it was! How lucky I am to live this extraordinary life!
It sounds strange, but I’m a novice when it comes to noticing and appreciating how much happiness, satisfaction, enjoyment I get from the mundane, day-to-day things. (I mean, Puget Sound is anything but mundane. But for me, it’s more accessible than a gym membership. I’m still really lucky.)
It seems like a little thing: All I did was remember to notice that I had a great morning.
I hope you have a similar opportunity today, too.