so i work on the third floor of my building [top floor. woot woot.] and a little bit ago i decided to always take the stairs. it takes the same amount of time as the elevator and every little bit helps, so why not, right?
anyway, i was walking up the stairs yesterday and i was thinking that the only con about taking the stairs is that i don’t get to see james [the extremely good looking and incredibly good smelling guy from the second floor with blue eyes you could swim in] a lot any more because we would pass each other with a quick but nice ‘hey’ as he got off the elevator, leaving it with his amazing cologne scent as i got on it. oh well i thought, it’s worth the extra exercise…
then. right as these thoughts were passing through my mind. i look up. and there is james, coming down the stairs.
james: [warm smile] hey
me: [smile] hey how are you
james: [still smiling] good
in my head: hahahahhahahahahahahaha oh my gosh i was just thinking about you….. it’s meant to be.
moral of the story: take the stairs.
gina’s phone call at 7 am. my bed. simple prayers being answered. class getting canceled. getting to bed by 10:30. my job. all of my family. the chance to learn. the gospel. daily scripture study. my iphone [yes]. loving friends. my shoes. my nice apartment. changing weather. church activities. kindness from others. good examples. healthy meals. a fully functioning body. knowledge. love. my mac. my hair. my eyelashes. people who don’t hold back. my lds marriage and family class. pumpkin everything. music. particularly brandon flowers. the ability to go two days without showering. a love of reading. my travels. my experiences. the future. hilarious tv shows. late naps. sassy heels. scratching out everything on my to do list. making plans. teal. staying home. waking up with the sun. catching nature’s beauty. everything on last year’s list.