I’ve kept a journal since elementary school. Like an actual journal, with paper, a writing utensil, and preferably some sort of lock. I had no idea why I was writing and always dreaded a day when someone might read it. For many years, I wrote to impress people just in case, even using swear words that I didn’t use in real life because I thought if someone read it later they would think I was pretty cool. I’ve never really had any idea what kind of music I like because I would just like what everyone else liked. Maybe I still don’t know. I’m going to try to be pretty honest here. Green hat thinking if you will. No judgment. The truth is I don’t really know who I am or what defines me. Lets see if I can finally figure it out.
But for now, let’s make a list of things that make me happy. I may change the list periodically or add to it. I’m pretty indecisive. I do know that much about me…
My family…all of them (That one won’t change)
Dancing
Singing
Reading young adult fiction
Uninterrupted sleep
Making video/picture montages set to music
Laughing
Almost melted snow
Completely melted snow
Boats
The fall and everything that goes with it
Punctuality
People agreeing with me
The beginning of kids nap time
The beginning of kids bedtime
A clean house
A full pantry
Correct grammar
Making Lists
I love all those things too
Me too!!! Well except for the young adult fiction part…
Wonderful list. 🙂