Today I love the survival of my phone. I love that I stayed too long in bed this morning and that when I decided it was time I put an end to that I did it with enthusiasm. I love that when I threw my phone down on the foot of the bed with determinations and gusto, it, in the spirit of the moment. bounced joyously and got big phone air and flipped itself right over the foot board of the bed and bounced energetically on the wooden floor. I love that my phone’s Otterbox did what it was supposed to do and protected it. I love that my phone’s tempered glass screen protector took the hit for the screen and gave its life valiantly. I love that a new tempered glass screen is on its way and should be on my phone by the end of Tuesday. I love that my phone has agreed to be less dramatic and enthusiastic if I promise the same in regards to my treatment of it. I actually love my phone for the first time ever and I’ve had a few phones in my time. I love that it recognizes me from my appearance and unlocks for me when that happens. I love that when it can’t see me clearly it will unlock by scanning my fingerprint. I love feeling that little bit more secure about my phone and its stored info.
Today I love that we are at the cottage being all cottagey and happy and laissez-faire and like that. I love that my biggest concern is whether to get out kayaks and paddle or stay sitting in the sun or slowly and lazily cut the lawn or put the dock together and put it out on the water for the season. I love that I am sitting on the front porch listening to the little brook tumble past on its way to becoming part of the big water of the Great Lakes.
Today I love summer picnic events. I love trial outdoor lighting installations. I love that every time we do something here at the cottage to make it nicer we want more and more to just stay here and never go home. I love that this desire does not preclude our talking about changes that we hope to make at home. I love that home has its own appeal and we will leave here grudgingly and return there joyously and I love that there is no confusion in that dichotomy.
Today I love sitting on the front porch, drinking coffee and writing online while my valiant phone provides me with all the internet I need, despite it’s little booboo from its recent acrobatic flight.