It’s been a great day. It started with one of those gut busting laughs that brings tears to your eyes. I laughed well before my first cup of coffee, right through breakfast and I am still laughing. There’s not been an ounce of chaos today and chaos has reigned for nine hours per day every day for the last three weeks. But that too shall soon pass.
I probably should have bypassed that all-you-can-eat buffet dinner but the fried chicken and banana pudding just wouldn’t let me. I ate well and I’m sure I’ll be regretting it next week when I have to throw in an extra hour or two of exercise to work off all the unnecessary calories.
The highlight of my day though was the afternoon excursion through the antique market and being reunited with the violinist. I had first discovered the violinist two, maybe three years ago and I’d fallen head over heels in love with him. Back then he belonged to someone else and could not be had. I walked away from him heartbroken believing that he was lost to me forever. So I was not at all prepared to find him where I did today. To turn a corner and have him there behind me as I stood staring at something else was my surprise of the day. And, seeing him again today I was in awe, as if it were our very first time. The icing on the cake was discovering that he was available and wanting to come home with me as much as I wanted him here.
It’s been a great day and the violinist just made it picture perfect.