The perfect time(s) of the day.

As I was driving to work yesterday I was thinking how perfect the drive was. Yeah there was way too much traffic than what I prefer and there were some horrible drivers, but it was still perfect.

The 15 or 20 minutes it takes for me to get to work is my time every day. My time to myself to think about whatever I want and sing as loud as I want, it’s perfect. And I love it.

And the drive home was just as nice. Although it was getting darker (ugh) and there were even more cars on the road and more bad drivers, I still sang as loud as I possibly could and enjoyed every minute of it.

When I went to bed last night I did some reading and helped Matt with his crossword puzzle (yes we’re an old married couple already, haha). After a while we finally got tired and Matt instinctively put his left arm up for me to cuddle up in to. I went to my regular spot and just laid there as he rubbed my back and all was perfect.

No matter if I have a stressful day at work, something ridiculous going on in my personal life or just feel like crap I know that those three times in my day will always make me feel better. I mean what’s better than pretending to be Shakira’s back up singer or mentally planning your future wedding or having a fiance to soothe you to sleep? Yeah not a whole lot :)

What are your perfect times?

happy thursday!

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