Last night as I tried to get to sleep my feet touched each other. It was a pretty normal thing. Unfortunately, pain stabbed through my big toe. Thankfully it only lasted a few moments. When I examined my foot I saw nothing really unusual for someone who is on their feet about eleven hours a day. So, needless to say, my feet hurt.
What does this have to do with happy things? At work tonight when my feet hurt I tried to think of things to make my feet feel better. I thought about soaking them then remembered that it snowed last night. When I got home my shoes came off and I took a short walk in the snow with my sore feet. My feet are feeling better, probably because I am not on them. More importantly is that I made some barefoot footprints in the snow and that made me happy.
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Currently listening to: The Autobiography of Santa Claus, as told to Jeff Guinn.
Thank you for being part of my happy things. Stay safe.
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