What do you look forward to everyday?

I look forward to my morning coffee, brunch (instead of breakfast and lunch), a nap, more coffee, dinner, watching a movie or something. I don't look forward to going to bed at night for some reason, and I usually don't go to bed until around 2:00AM. I like the hours between midnight and 2 when the world seems so much more peaceful. The lights are out in the houses in my neighborhood, nobody's driving around, few people are walking... It's just a simpler time.
 
Having always been an early-riser, morning-time for me is the greatest of all.

I wake long before most, so mornings are peaceful, quiet, and relaxing. I sit quietly savouring my morning coffee, often losing track of time. I ponder what my day will hold, and I do it at my own speed, not at the speed of some self-serving employer. I am the boss of my own life, I don't have anyone directing me or telling me what to do or how to do it and when.

If I have laundry to do I like to have it laundered and hanging on the outdoor line drying by 7 am. The air is always so fresh and clean, there's no ruckus, there's no traffic, no noise pollution, and no sign of people. The birds are signing, there's a calm in the air, and it reminds me just how good life is.

I can't think of a better or more rewarding way to welcome the start of each day.
 
Aunt Marg said:
Having always been an early-riser, morning-time for me is the greatest of all.

I wake long before most, so mornings are peaceful, quiet, and relaxing. I sit quietly savouring my morning coffee, often losing track of time. I ponder what my day will hold, and I do it at my own speed, not at the speed of some self-serving employer. I am the boss of my own life, I don't have anyone directing me or telling me what to do or how to do it and when.

If I have laundry to do I like to have it laundered and hanging on the outdoor line drying by 7 am. The air is always so fresh and clean, there's no ruckus, there's no traffic, no noise pollution, and no sign of people. The birds are signing, there's a calm in the air, and it reminds me just how good life is.

I can't think of a better or more rewarding way to welcome the start of each day.
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That’s sounds a lovely day Marg.......my type of day !!
 
charry said:
That’s sounds a lovely day Marg.......my type of day !!
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It truly is, Charry.

When we're younger I believe the stressors of daily life don't invade us and make their mark on us as acutely as they do when we get older, so reaching a point in our lives where we can banish any/all stressors from our lives is a good thing.

Not only does it afford us the opportunity to truly distance ourselves from such, it allows us to open up our minds to all around us that so many miss from day-to-day account having their lives run into the ground by others... i.e., demanding employers, etc.

My husband has mentioned it to me dozens upon dozens of times throughout the years, that he misses hearing the birds signing, he misses looking up into the night sky and gazing at the starts, he misses the crisp fall mornings where the air is fresh and alive, because he's always too wrapped up in his work.

Got to wake on time each morning, got to be out of the house on time each morning, got to be at work on time each morning, mad scramble to do this, mad scramble to do that, mad scramble to fit this in, mad scramble to fit that in, a scramble to find the time to do something for himself, for family, for friends. That's not the way life should ever be, not for anyone.

Life should happen at our own pace/speed, with us determining our next move not someone else.
 
Aunt Marg said:
I ponder what my day will hold, and I do it at my own speed, not at the speed of some self-serving employer. I am the boss of my own life, I don't have anyone directing me or telling me what to do or how to do it and when.
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How different people are. My day starts at 5:45, that's when I wake to Bill Haley's: "Rock Around The Clock." My jukebox alarm clock plays that famous song as a way of awakening me from my slumber. However, Mr. Haley & Co, don't get up early enough to arouse me from my sleep. I beat the alarm clock 99 times out of a 100.

At six-thirty I'm at work, straight into the cut and thrust of working life. For some that is probably so sad. In fact I have been called, sad on many occasion, but truth be told, I spent two years retired and climbed the wall with boredom. But now, every morning, I am up, shaved, showered and scrubbed with the desire to, "let me at it."

I'm at work until late morning, then I usually stop off at home for a couple of hours before getting back into the fray, finishing around half six in the evening. It fills my day like no other buzz. One of my cohorts would often chastise me for working well into my seventies, but even he looked suitably chastised when I told him to mind his own business, then showed him the pay check that I receive every month. He even accepted my offer of a second round of drinks, seeing as I was so well paid.
 
horseless carriage said:
How different people are. My day starts at 5:45, that's when I wake to Bill Haley's: "Rock Around The Clock." My jukebox alarm clock plays that famous song as a way of awakening me from my slumber. However, Mr. Haley & Co, don't get up early enough to arouse me from my sleep. I beat the alarm clock 99 times out of a 100.

At six-thirty I'm at work, straight into the cut and thrust of working life. For some that is probably so sad. In fact I have been called, sad on many occasion, but truth be told, I spent two years retired and climbed the wall with boredom. But now, every morning, I am up, shaved, showered and scrubbed with the desire to, "let me at it."

I'm at work until late morning, then I usually stop off at home for a couple of hours before getting back into the fray, finishing around half six in the evening. It fills my day like no other buzz. One of my cohorts would often chastise me for working well into my seventies, but even he looked suitably chastised when I told him to mind his own business, then showed him the pay check that I receive every month. He even accepted my offer of a second round of drinks, seeing as I was so well paid.
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You're one of the lucky ones, Horseless. Few people get to enjoy such a luxury when it comes to slavery.

I see how unhappy my husband is, how he has slowly started to crawl into a shell, all because of being a slave to someone else. He has had it, he's done, and he's down to counting the days until he can walk out of his office for the last time. His heart isn't in it no more... never truly was, he worked to live and to support his family, that's all. No reward at the end of the day, not even a thanks.
 
Walking alone at 5:30 for an hour. Birds galore with one particular one I like, I think is a white-throated sparrow. The smells this time of year are awesome: flowers, cedar, mowed grass and sweet grass at some houses. Very few people; a few animals - mostly racoons, foxes, squirrels, bunnies, the odd groundhog and did I say birds. Back home I will have coffee with hubby and read the daily paper. Breakfast, lunch, dinner and snacks at night (an no, I am not gaining any weight). Really looking forward to seeing my daughter and family and my surviving siblings (I lost a brother this year) and in the near future, hugs all around and a bbq or two. (Is anyone getting bored yet). We usually watch a movie or ongoing series on the idiot box at night.
 
Aunt Marg said:
You're one of the lucky ones, Horseless. Few people get to enjoy such a luxury when it comes to slavery.

I see how unhappy my husband is, how he has slowly started to crawl into a shell, all because of being a slave to someone else. He has had it, he's done, and he's down to counting the days until he can walk out of his office for the last time. His heart isn't in it no more... never truly was, he worked to live and to support his family, that's all. No reward at the end of the day, not even a thanks.
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Marg, I have seen that scenario so many times and despite the picture that I portrayed, I do have an empathy with those for whom their working life is that of one long drudgery. Long may your husband be retired, my wishes to him is to be busy and fulfilled in his retired years. To that I would add that I hope you both get more time to share the simple pleasure of each other's company. There's nothing like courting the lady that has always been, and still is, the centre of your life. Tonight my beautiful lady got, roses, with gypsophilia and freesias, along with a small bottle her favourite tipple, Baileys, because she's worth it.
 
Daily, I look forward to my one cup of coffee, first thing in the morning. I look forward to sitting on the porch with Ron after work, sipping on wine or a cocktail. I look forward to dinner because we always try and come up with interesting and tasty meals. I look forward to snuggling with Ron when we go to bed while he watches one of his shows on tv and I play or color on my phone. ☕️🍽🍸📺

Weekly I look forward to the weekends because we always have fun interesting stuff planned. I go dancing on Friday nights. We often go out for dinner Saturday if we don’t have kids and grands coming over which happens a lot. We take either the bike or the convertible out for a ride Sunday late afternoon as a way to wrap up the weekend, stopping somewhere along the way for a drink and sometimes dinner. 💃🚘🏍🍹

I look forward to and plan for the family get togethers we have frequently. Large family so it’s always a kid’s or grandkid’s birthday or there’s a seasonal holiday get together. 🏠🎇 🎂💝☘️🦃

I look forward to Christmas. It’s my favorite holiday of the year. 🎄
 
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