Quite a few of my friends are taking part in something called 100 Happy Days. After reading a little bit about it, and checking out the Instagram hashtag, I decided to jump in. Tomorrow is my first day.
Why tomorrow? Well, I thought about starting today, until I realized that I couldn’t find a lot of happiness in today; it’s been a bit stressful and I am exhausted. But I also don’t believe in waiting until the first of the month or a Monday to start something like this, kind of like I don’t believe in the whole “New Year’s resolution” thing. Intention is everything, and I don’t think waiting for a particular auspicious day or date to start something important is magically going to make you accomplish great things.
So tomorrow. I start tomorrow, and by my calculations (and by “calculations” I actually mean “that time I spent three minutes jabbing my pointer finger at dates on a calendar while counting to 100 out loud”), day #100 will be Friday, September 5th. I should have plenty of happy things to document in those hundred days: Dallas will be home, then his birthday will come a few days later; we’re going back to Michigan for a visit; we’ll be going to Auburn for a football game and possibly running a 5K on Labor Day in Macon. We haven’t set even a rough date for our big move yet, but that might fall within that 100 day range as well. (If it did, it would just barely; I’m thinking we’re not going to move into an apartment and then just leave right away for a couple of weeks to go visit my family.)
I’ll be posting my 100 Happy Days posts on Instagram, but I think I’ll probably try to do a weekly write-up here as well. There’s only so much you can stick in a caption, and some pictures, I think, are better with fewer words of explanation. Maybe this will kick me back into a mode where I want to write a lot again; I’ve slacked off lately because the motivation just hasn’t been there.