Happiness is brunch with a good friend.
I got the chance to meet up this morning with a good friend for brunch and it was so wonderful to laugh and talk and listen over a meal and sparkling mineral water on the porch of a fun café with the makeup melting off my face because it was so hot and muggy.
It was so hot that I drove straight home afterwards instead of walking around town and popping into shops for a little light-hearted fun.
We'd originally wanted to go to a different café, but they wouldn't let us sit at their last table in the shade because it was set for four. Their other tables for four were about to leave and the one other open table they had for two was in the hot, beating sun, right next to the door they use to bring out the food. Just because there's room for the table, doesn't mean it's a nice place to sit. Just sayin'.
So we took our dollars and our fun down the street to somewhere that had a nice place to sit and talk on a hot and muggy day. It was a minor blip. And we had a great time.
Until the next time she's in town . . .
A Hundred Days of Happiness is a daily writing practice that opens a landscape of discovery into my own human experience.
Katherine Cartwright has been blogging since 2012, and each year brings new wonders. She asks big questions of the small things in life.
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