Have you ever had a day so perfect that it made you sad it was over?
That is how Saturday was for me.
We spent all of last week getting ready for our 4th of July party on Sunday and I had no expectation for Saturday whatsoever. We were up early to get the grocery shopping done.
A little bit of trivia about me you might not have known. I hate shopping. I mean, I abhor it. Any excuse I can find to get out of grocery shopping and I am all over that.
So on Saturday we were up early and all chores were done by ten. We were so proud of ourselves that we decided to celebrate in true weekend tradition. We would be lazy for the rest of the day. Two blow up floats later, a couple of cold drinks, a magazine for Captain Kid and a book for me and we were in full laze mode.
The sky was so clear and blue it almost hurt to look away from it. Their was no humidity to speak of (we live in Florida people!) AND we had a light breeze.
As I leisurely floated back and forth I found my mind sifting through the archives that is the filing cabinet in my head revisiting a story I had conceived about ten years ago but was never able to make work. For whatever reason, on Saturday all of the loose ends neatly tied themselves and I rushed from the pool to the house in order to grab my laptop so I could get some of the ideas down.
I parked myself under an umbrella and didn't surface for about four hours. I missed the best sun of the day, oh well. I never did finish my book, I can always read next weekend. My soda had completely watered itself down, I didn't need the sugar anyway, but I was so happy I couldn't stand it. My glorious lazy day ended up being one of the most rewarding writing days I had in a while.
Just thought I would share. So tell me about your most recent rewarding writing day. Oh and say that ten times super fast.