My wonderful drive home

It’s not every day that you can take the time to wholeheartedly enjoy something that can be such a chore. Driving for me is usually just that, the suckiest chore there ever was.  I used to have to drive about 75 miles each way to work everyday. Oh my goodness, such torture (the horror, flashbacks to horrific drive-thru meals 3 times per day and its resulting weight gain and discomfort).  There are still bits of PTSD suffering that resurfaces whenever I turn the key to start the engine in my car.  For me, there is nothing better than being a passenger.  I always scream “not it!” frantically whenever there is a possibility that I will have to be the driver for an outing.  So not fair to my friends I know.  But I have a disability.  It is called being spoiled.  Oh come on, you love my honesty, right?

Despite defining driving as a chore, I must say that tonight I had an “a ha!” moment.  My “a ha!” came when I found myself calmly driving the speed limit and bobbing my head with a big smile on face (this is coming from a speed demon who usually counts down every minute until I can stop the car and get inside somewhere).  The reason…a nice relaxing walk beforehand, a wonderfully clear evening, minimal traffic, and an awesome soundtrack that resulted from a channel surfing/ipod mash-up.

I started with “Don’t let me be misunderstood” by The Animals,  eased on into a beautiful instrumental of  “Summertime” by George Gerswhin,  enjoyed a luxurious mental massage from “Moonlight Sonata” by Beethoven and ended with the outrageously smile-worthy “What a wonderful world” by Louis Armstrong.

And because I ended my wonderful drive home thinking about how wonderful my world was…I thought I’d post a little Louis for you to enjoy as well.  Happy Monday!


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