I am happy today.

My house is spotless, thanks to a crazy cleaning spree my husband and I embarked on yesterday.  It is full with the smells of buttercream frosting and fresh bread baking.  The windows and doors are open, with lazy animals snoozing in the patches of sunlight that have found their way in.

My husband will be home shortly, and we will have dinner together and then venture out.  We will either tackle the gym or take a long walk in our neighborhood; either way, we will return home a little more ready to sleep.

There is freshly made lemonade in our fridge, which tastes like the summer around the corner.

I’m happy today.

Enjoy this weather!

(Because here in the south, it will be 90 degrees in a week.)

Is anyone else missing that hour we lost?