Daily Delights

I have wanted a Roomba for about four years now but have been dissuaded by the exorbitant price tag. As a pet owner of more than two, our house needs a good sweep almost every day to keep up with the hair and the little particles. So when this vacuum cleaning robot went on sale for $99 for one day only, I jumped on it. Malcolm, who gravitates toward all things technology/robotic/mechanical, loves it and follows this little guy around the house. If Deebot is there, Malcolm won’t be far behind with a huge smile on his face. That’s what he was doing when I snapped this shot. It brings me joyous delight when he refers to it as “Beebop” “Deebo” or “Beebo”, especially when he drops something on the floor and suddenly yells “Beebop!” Though I don’t love it as much as Malcolm does, I am forever walking around the house barefoot thanking Deebot for keeping the vexing clumps of hair and debris off the floors. The animals love it even less (you can see Taluah and Jackson in the back eyeing it suspiciously here), but this little guy is here to stay!

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Daily Delights

There are some mornings when coffee doesn’t cut it. Coffee doesn’t automatically make me want to clean, go to work, or do anything really. But it helps with the get up and go. On this particular morning, we had a day of housework ahead of us. Instead of making an additional pot of coffee, we decided to go for a walk. It was such a refreshing change to our weekend morning routine. And it gave me energy to check off things on our to do list. Admittedly, we did not finish our to dos but we did make a sizable dent that helped me continue to clean throughout the early part of this week. How simple a twenty minute walk with the dog is but it made a huge difference and set my mood for the rest of the weekend.

Thanks for reading!

Maegan

Daily Delights

This weekend was the first weekend warm enough to spend time outside. In desperate need of Vitamin D, M and I turned our flower beds/garden, did some much needed pruning, and relocating some iris bulbs. We brought all of the animals and potted plants outside for some sunshine as well. They were out there until the sun began to set. After watering them inside, I put my plant babies back in their homes. When I did that, I noticed that each plant had visibly stretched out. I could almost feel the relief of the plants to finally get some sun so they can make food. When I checked them today, I was exuberant when I noticed newly emerged buds on healthy stems. They are also a more vibrant shade of green. This plant lady thing is a lot of fun when you don’t have plants dying on you left and right 🙂

I hope you can find a small delight to relish today!

Maegan

Daily Delights

Typically I am more of a money saver than a money spender. But every now and then I like to treat myself to something luxurious whether it be a massage or purchasing a piece of jewelry. In one of my most recent moods to actually spend money, I purchased this necklace from J & Co. Jewelry. I didn’t realize that the company is based in the UK so it took a very long time to be delivered. I had so much joy over finally receiving this and putting it on for the first time. Buying quality jewelry for myself makes me feel like an actual put-together adult, if there really is such a thing.

Warmly,

Maegan

Daily Delights

I had such a wonderful dialogue about gardening with a dear friend this week. As our ideas blossomed, so did my ardor for growing my own food. How nuts is it that we think of growing our own food as revolutionary? I mean, have you ever grown a plant with flowers that could sustain you? It’s so magical and such a privilege now, but in my grandmother’s time was a complete necessity. If they didn’t produce enough food to harvest and can for the cold months, they wouldn’t eat. My grandmother first tried beef when she was 18 because our family did not raise cows. That was such a foreign idea to me when she first told me that. Why, you can walk down almost any block in today’s town to order a limp frozen hamburger topped with mushy onions and pickles.

With all this in mind, I came home from the gardening coffee chat to find an onion that I thought I purchased last week sprouting. Maybe I bought it old, maybe it’s been there longer than I remember, but usually that would trigger my brain to throw out the waste. By throw out I mean compost, of course. I’m not a barbarian. But this time, I’m going to plant it. I use onions in EVERYTHING. Wouldn’t it be nice to skip throwing a bruised, half rotted onion in my shopping cart while perusing the aisles of a too cold market? I want to pick a fresh onion that makes me gush tears when cutting. What a simple delight to know that life will find a way, even on my sunless kitchen counter. I did nothing to help the little guy sprout, yet there it is, existing in all its alive glory. Maybe if we could let things be more often we would find beautiful fresh starts.

I’ll report back on this babe of a bulb.

Warmly,

Maegan

Daily Delights

In the age of delivery and Amazon Prime I’ve gotten into the habit of “one click orders” and then forgetting about them. I’ll think I need to order something, I get out my phone, and in one click, it’s on its way. Because it requires so little time and effort, I completely forget that I ordered something until I pull up to my house and see a package on my porch. It is utterly delightful to come home from a long day of work to find a new book waiting for me to crack open its spine or a few gold stacking rings that ache to be stacked. Sometimes I order items so frequently, I don’t know what I’m opening until I slide scissors across packaging tape. This, friends, is true joy. It immediately invokes the feeling of popping the tape off taut wrapping paper to reveal the hidden, unexpected treasure within. I can’t help but smile and perhaps express my jubilance by yelling, “Eeek!”

Introducing Daily Delights

I have tried many a gratitude boosting activity such as the 100 Happy Days Challenge, gratitude journaling etc. I used to make “Happy Lists” in high school while I was bored in band. With each exercise, I find myself in such a better mood and less likely to cynically interpret myself or my environment.

Recently on NPR Ari Shapiro interviewed Ross Gay the author of The Book of Delights in which he writes daily essays about something that brought him joy that day. In one essay he describes fireflies, in another he describes what he calls “reckless air quotes”. That term itself brings me immense delight.

Inspired by his book of essays, I will be starting a new segment called Daily Delights a la Ross Gay. I’ve recently been open to exploring the possibility that this blog should organically develop into something that is fresh and congruent with my current stage of life. Nothing is more intimate and honest than thoughts on things that delight me daily. I’ll try not to talk about my dog for every post, but no solid promises. I hope you enjoy!

Warmly,

Maegan