Yesterday left me with questions.
After working outside in the yard, I felt better. Well, except for the blister on my thumb. Forgot to wear my gloves while raking!
We had a somewhat simple dinner of chicken strips and French fries. The family came and sat at the table together, eating, and talking (sometimes harder to accomplish than you might imagine). I stood to the side still finishing up the chicken (might have made a bit too much). Seemed warm and comforting for a moment.
Made me ponder, however, as I returned to arguments about bedtime and showers with a certain teenager, is hygge a fleeting feeling? Something to acknowledge on arrival but not necessarily a constant state of mind?
Did a little shopping today.
Had to take a return to Target and buy shoes to go with my dress for Saturday’s wedding. Two of my very least favorite activities. Decided to reward myself for getting the yucky shopping tasks done (FYI: I know many friends love to go shoe shopping. I despise it with a passion.).
Took in a few favorite stores: Half-price books (struck out!), Bed, Bath, and Beyond, and World Market.
Since I had an ample supply of coupons, I decided to add a bit to the Hygge atmosphere with a new candle. Treated myself to a new Woodwick candle. They’ve always intrigued me.
Smells great (this scent, I personally didn’t care for the pumpkin scent in store) and makes the promised crackling noise. I predict more of these candles in our home in the future.
Thought the lighted leaves were fun. However, I framed the angle of the first shot like that for a reason. Kitchen table is a mess. Realizing for Hygge, you first need clean.
It’s a bit harder to find hygge in a messy house. Why do all the good things in life require me to clean my house? UGH.