Did I come running back to you Tuesday? Of course I didn't! I'm not one to come running back and I'm not one to please others (on occasion) so is my nature and so it always will be.
But I am still here a day late, so just deal.
Unfortunately I have not had a chance to dance with my kitchen of late but I will be in the coming days hurrah!
So I shall delight you with yet another thought of mine.
Do we work to live or live to work? I know, it's the age old question and one that is top of my list right now and I'm starting to swerve.
Maybe we are all working to just live, maybe no one is truly happy with their job. Maybe it is all a guise, we wear masks to make ourselves feel better, or for those around us to think we are living some sort of blessed life.
When I think about all of my most treasured memories they never involve work, let alone any kind of educational means.
They exist only of the simple pleasures.
Of laughing with friends, seeing Big Ben, the Great Wall and the vast great blue ocean, looking into your nephew's eyes and sitting down for a family meal.
It doesn't involve money or any sort of effort. It's just cheesy good old love.
So my hump day advice is simple:
Delight and jump into the small things, because in the end that's all that really matters. We have such a limited time in this world, why waste it worrying about what only stresses us and makes us apart of some great joke. We need not worry about making our mark on this world, why impress others when you can impress yourself with the only true thing you'll end up being happy about.
So be a little sentimental, slow down and take a page out of the cheesy book of old fashioned, simple, unwavering love.