Ah, the Perfect Day. The ideal day off.
What would I do if I could have that. What would be my definition of a perfect day.
Funny you should ask, you see, because I just had two weeks off. but, in case you missed it, I was also sick on my two weeks off. Right smack dab in the middle of the week to! Sighs. I had such great plans too. Cleaning, and doing homework, and cleaning, and maybe reading.
But then sick happened and I didn’t want to do any of those things. Not even reading because my head hurt. Well, I had a headache for most of the time I was sick. Head cold, you see.
And cleaning and homework isn’t exactly my idea of an ideal day off either, even though I love doing homework.
So, giving this some serious thought …
I think my perfect day would start at 4 a.m. I know I should sleep in, but twilight is my favorite time of the day and I’d rather that wee-morning time than the evening twilight because too many people are up when the sun sets.
At 4 a.m. I would sit out in the yard with a hot mocha and just admire the stars in the sky. It’s peaceful, where I am anyway, at that time of day. There would be a slight breeze, but not too cold. Maybe a light rain (because I love rain). And no bugs! No insects. None of that ruining my mood!
After an hour or two of quiet reflection, I’d either go back to sleep for another hour or so or move on with my day.
Next on the agenda? I’d probably write. Yep. Journal. I’d write in my journal for a bit.
Then I’d either go swimming at a waterfall or river, go zip lining, or check out a museum. If my ideal day isn’t restrained to location, a no holds bar so to speak, I’d hope to spend my ideal day in Venice, Italy. Seriously, I would explore all I can of Venice. I’ve been wanting to go there since I was seven or eight so until that is crossed off my bucket list, that is my perfect day.