Super Days

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I've been experiencing lately, an onslaught of what is to be known as 

"Super Days."

It usually happens like this.

Philip works.

Philip works all day long, and we both just got paid.

and suddenly - 

suddenly 

like magic

i have this long, languorous, lovely day ahead of me 

in which i can and will do anything i want.

i've considered laying in bed and eating chocolates.

i've done that

for a little while

but a long, languorous, lovely day needs a bit more substance 

than just four gourmet treats.

So they start out great.

In an effort to "track" my life back to its most optimum happiness

see,

"pre-bistro,"

I chart out what i have tried and true tested to be

"good for me"

options.

i wake up early

but not too early

9 am.

i walk to yoga.

i take a yoga class.

i come home,

shower, 

snooze,

read,

eat,

and then do something wonderful.

New York City is THE city where all of my dreams come true.

This is the most beautiful city in the world, and even though the winter has been awful and the struggles have been piling up against us, 

we've done splendidly

and will continue to do splendidly

and this will all continue to GET EASIER.

my Super Days

are the best days in the world.

I work all week,

and then, all of a sudden

i have vacations from gray days.

i'm suddenly yoga-ing with celebrity instructors

having lunch in soho with friends

going to a broadway show

or

for that matter

any show i can get a ticket to

drinks and dinner with friends

meeting people on trains

keeping my smiling face bopping up

and figuring out just what can of life i'm living right now.

:)