My day started with a noise somewhat familiar, for I heard it several times earlier that week. It was still early and dark in my room as I lay in bed. I rolled over to look at the clock… ugh… 2:23 am, too early. I closed my eyes tight, trying to fall back asleep, but I heard the noise again! Becoming restless and awake, I realized my cat, Leroy, was vomiting. The sound was high pitched, a sort of "WOW-WOW-WOW-WOW" noise. This went on for what seemed like, at the time, an eternity. Then it happened, a final noise, the sound of relief as Leroy puked up whatever was gagging him. All was quiet; I rolled over, closed my eyes and attempted to fall back asleep. However, sleep felt hopeless as I lay awake listening to the chime of the clock reminding
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Arriving at my usual time of 8 am, I sighed and began my work day of repetitive meetings and tasks. Feeling bored and lacking the desire to complete simple tasks, I struggled through the work day. It was nearing 3:30 in the afternoon, when I looked out my window and noticed the incredible view; the blue sky reflecting off a perfectly calm Glorietta Bay. A beautiful Crane, statue like, in the water waiting to strike and catch a fish for its dinner. I gazed off to the right to see the San Diego sky line in the distance. My focus shifted to the Coronado Bridge when I noticed the traffic at a standstill mid span. Approaching the base of the bridge, I sighed as traffic was at a standstill and I knew the commute home would be long. At a dreadfully slow pace, I crept the two miles across the bridge until I merged onto Interstate 5 homebound. I knew it was smooth sailing until I would reach the ramp for CA-163; a stretch of road I dreaded. It is five lanes of traffic merging into a single lane, all jockeying for position, no one willing to merge. As I approached CA-163 exit, I didn’t see the normal traffic backing onto Interstate 5. As I crested the slight hill of the exit, I shouted with joy and threw my fist into the air! The ramp was completely clear, no traffic. I was nearly …show more content…
I rushed in to investigate the smell; it was homemade chocolate chip brownies. I immediately looked around to make sure I was alone, I was! My mouth watered as I worked quickly to pick at the edge of the brownies for a taste, unfortunately I heard, “Hey! Stop picking.” I was busted, but it was worth the taste. At the same time, I heard the pitter patter of feet and knew right away it was my kids. They came running around the corner to where I was waiting; their big smiles and happy faces were a welcomed sight. I squatted and grabbed them both for a “group hug” as they like to call it. I could feel their tiny fingers grasping my arms and back; my daughters’ curly hair tickling my face. It’s the little things in life, (heartwarming hugs and delicious brownies) that brings joy on miserable
Arriving at my usual time of 8 am, I sighed and began my work day of repetitive meetings and tasks. Feeling bored and lacking the desire to complete simple tasks, I struggled through the work day. It was nearing 3:30 in the afternoon, when I looked out my window and noticed the incredible view; the blue sky reflecting off a perfectly calm Glorietta Bay. A beautiful Crane, statue like, in the water waiting to strike and catch a fish for its dinner. I gazed off to the right to see the San Diego sky line in the distance. My focus shifted to the Coronado Bridge when I noticed the traffic at a standstill mid span. Approaching the base of the bridge, I sighed as traffic was at a standstill and I knew the commute home would be long. At a dreadfully slow pace, I crept the two miles across the bridge until I merged onto Interstate 5 homebound. I knew it was smooth sailing until I would reach the ramp for CA-163; a stretch of road I dreaded. It is five lanes of traffic merging into a single lane, all jockeying for position, no one willing to merge. As I approached CA-163 exit, I didn’t see the normal traffic backing onto Interstate 5. As I crested the slight hill of the exit, I shouted with joy and threw my fist into the air! The ramp was completely clear, no traffic. I was nearly …show more content…
I rushed in to investigate the smell; it was homemade chocolate chip brownies. I immediately looked around to make sure I was alone, I was! My mouth watered as I worked quickly to pick at the edge of the brownies for a taste, unfortunately I heard, “Hey! Stop picking.” I was busted, but it was worth the taste. At the same time, I heard the pitter patter of feet and knew right away it was my kids. They came running around the corner to where I was waiting; their big smiles and happy faces were a welcomed sight. I squatted and grabbed them both for a “group hug” as they like to call it. I could feel their tiny fingers grasping my arms and back; my daughters’ curly hair tickling my face. It’s the little things in life, (heartwarming hugs and delicious brownies) that brings joy on miserable