Grouchy and happy...

I believe that generally I am a happy person and that, for the most part, the glass is half full.  Lots of things make me happy, and I can find pleasure very easily with the simplest of things. Walking my dog, Kato.  Just being lucky enough to own said dog.  Listening to music on my ipod.  Leaves starting to appear on the trees in spring.  Flowers appearing, both outside and in a bunch from hubby.  Getting a bad bill then finding it's all been a terrible mistake when I ring the 'perpetrators' to protest against the 'financial atrocity'.  Orange fridges.  I could go but the list really is endless and I have to stop typing sometime (it's nearly time for bed).

All of those have happened within the last few days, so on technicalities alone, I should be giddy with joy and rapturous delight.  And of course I am, but not in an obvious way, that would get me locked up so it's all kept inside.  So why even mention it?  I don't know really, but the last post was such a whinge (which needed to be done) that I wouldn't want it to become a habit... Besides, this week has generally been good.  I've seen friends.  Watched a good film.  Kato is on the mend from last week's chest infection.  Managed to get hold of some seabass from Mark's (it really is the simplest of things...).  Hubby bought me flowers yesterday when I was feeling rubbish (those days come even on a 'good' week) and bought some of favourite fruit back for me, after going to the supermarket on his own so I could rest up.

Today was even more brilliant though. For the first time in ages, I've been able to read.   When I say read, I mean, really, really read, get my head down and in lose myself in a good book.  I've already managed some good reading this week but today was special.  Literally for hours, with the kind of concentration that produces an 'Oscar the Grouch' expression when disturbed.  I can't remember the last time I was able to indulge in one of my favourite things in such a 'selfish' way, where I could 'leave' everything around me and immerse myself in a good book.  And I have to say, there isn't much, if anything, that makes me happier than being a 'Grouch'...