It’s the Little Things

Without fail, it seems whenever I’m really in need of some quality me time, couch time or down time, the programming gods deliver one of my favorite movies:

Sleepless in Seattle, You’ve Got Mail, Dirty Dancing, The Shawshank Redemption, 300 or When Harry Met Sally.

It’s clear I’m not the only fan of these films, as they seem to often be on TV. Gotta please the masses, yes?

I needed some me time after putting in five hours of work today. The work wasn’t an issue, and it certainly wasn’t the longest weekend work day ever, but it was a gray day — a beautiful day… a day with my name all over it. Some time on the couch with a favorite film after weeks of broken sleep, a few days of fighting a cold and a circular plunger hickey on my arm is just what the doctor ordered.

Dirty Dancing, not surprisingly, was the movie that delivered. I’ve got some laundry tumbling around in the dryer, the warm, delicate scent of fabric softener making its way into the family room, a brisk evening, low clouds in the sky reflecting the city lights, cozy jammies and the perfect man on TV. Pretty sure they don’t make ’em like him anymore, but [insert swoon here] here’s hoping.

Sometimes it’s the little things that make a night fantastic, and tonight I’m thankful for all of them that filled my evening.

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