Life is good. Seriously. To wake up in the morning and worry about nothing more than buying ingredients for the day’s lunch is just … heaven. And no, I didn’t win the lottery, nor did I strike it rich with stock, and no I don’t come from old money. A few months of simple, care free living is so much more affordable than you would think. And I hope that everyone finds the courage, the time and the support (from loved ones, family members and friends) to do something like this. It’s so good for the soul.
Today’s big adventure was lunch. We perused every aisle at the supermarket, we lusted after hand made pastas, we bought a gorgeous block of fresh mozarella cheese. I picked basil fresh from my little plant in the kitchen, we fried small steaks with oil and garlic, we slurped pumpkin pasta slathered in olive oil and sundried tomatoes. We cooked while the local radio station blasted latin pop in our bright, breezy apartment.
Life is so good.
I am so blessed.
