It’s a beautiful day

beautiful day

It was glorious around my neck of the woods yesterday. A golden autumn interlude, all crisp and bright after the recent rain.

Mind you, it didn’t stop me waking bleak. But the beautiful day refused to let me stay that way.

Its insidious attack started early: my youngest is a fitness fanatic and insisted on skipping to school by my side, rather than driving.

So off we trekked, her breathlessly harrassing me between leaps for hints about her birthday presents.

At school, a fellow mum collected me from a street corner and drove us to a body sculpt class, with a spot of peppermint tea prior.

The body sculpt class was BRUTAL. Especially with broken air-con … and all that planking … I freaking hate planking …

But I felt pretty damn good afterwards, lots of positive endorphins flowing. And the mirrors in that place were awesome – I swear I looked 5kg skinnier.

Afterwards, another school mum met me for more peppermint tea (and sympathy) at the local shopping centre.

I finally returned home at lunchtime, and settled myself into the study to work on a client pitch I’m making next Thursday. But the dog kept going mental at me, barking his head off for attention. So I sighed, stepped away from the keyboard, and took him for a walk in the midday glory.

The grass was so green, the streets were so peaceful. Smiling was unavoidable, despite my reasons to scowl.

Then it was off for a little more tea and sympathy with another school mum before pick-up.

The beautiful day ended at the North Sydney Night Markets with friends and a splash of red wine. Things got a little wobbly halfway home when the youngest announced she’d left her special skipping rope lying in the park (the one she needs to train for the state championships) and I had to turn around and go back for it.

The day didn’t seem quite so beautiful right then.

But I kissed the kids goodnight, settled myself on the couch for a perv at George Clooney in Out Of Sight (oh my giddy aunt) and reminded myself that misdirected anger will get me nowhere good. Heck, well-directed anger won’t either.

Song of the day … Beautiful Day, by U2 …

Touch me
Take me to that other place
Reach me
I know I’m not a hopeless case

What you don’t have you don’t need it now
What you don’t know you can feel it somehow
What you don’t have you don’t need it now
Don’t need it now
It was a beautiful day

Was it a beautiful day for you too? 

8 thoughts on “It’s a beautiful day

  1. That sounds like such a beautiful day! No matter what else is going on, there is always Peppermint tea (and sympathy), George Clooney and a skipping child… beautiful moments. That U2 song is one of my favourites of all time. I love that line, “What you don’t have you don’t need it now…”

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