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Year Three, Day 311: Going the Right Way

I am devoting the rest of this mortal life to my health, my family kindness to others.

My harrowing experience with the hell flu scared some sense into me.

Fear can be a good motivator.

Ironically, I stumbled across the word "hygge" this morning as I allowed myself to stay in bed longer than usual. No Baby Gracy duty.  Just getting healthy duty!

Hygge is just what I need. Remember my Samurai stage? Well I need that too.  There is a middle ground somewhere, I believe.

So "hygge" is 'Pronounced "hoo-ga," this Danish concept cannot be translated to one single word but encompasses a feeling of cozy contentment and well-being through enjoying the simple things in life. If you've ever enjoyed reading a book indoors on a rainy Sunday or a cup of hot cocoa on a snow day you've experienced hygge without even knowing it.'


https://www.countryliving.com/life/a41187/what-is-hygge-things-to-know-about-the-danish-lifestyle-trend/

So I've been having a hygge day!  I washed my linens, cleaned my room, had a nice hot shower and then headed up to Starbucks for a lovely breakfast sandwich and matcha green latte.

I grabbed a book I had request from the library. A "real" book. Paper pages that turn and everything!  No electronic book for me on my hygge day.

And the weather was perfect!  I breathed fresh air. Inhaled my book. Listened to music. Walked and smiled.  Then I came back home, made my bed and had a nice hoop session.

I even plucked my eyebrows (and a few chin hairs...sorry for the TMI!). I was feeling so relaxed and, well, quite lovely! I headed out to the bus stop, en route to piano lessons. I was checking my phone for the arrival time when I heard a familiar voice.

A familiar MALE voice, I might add!

I glanced behind me.

I saw a bus at the stop across the street. With a smiling middle aged man's head poking out the side window.

"Hi!", he bellowed.

It was my old favorite driver "D"!

"Hi!", I bellowed back across the road.

We stared and smiled for several seconds.

Then he said. "You're going the wrong way!"

To which I said, "No, YOU'RE going the wrong way!"

He chuckled and waved. The bus pulled out into traffic.

I watched him drive off. I wondered if he was driving this line again. He was the driver I had many charming conversations with when I first moved to Milwaukue last year.

So much has changed.

"And now I am moving in the right direction!", I said to myself.

Just then my bus pulled up. I got on.

I am still smiling.

Happy Tuesday!

Love,

Zita

P.S. Here is today's hooping video. Day 267!


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