Further to my last post about happiness, when I think of it, I've been writing down a list of things that make me happy, sort of like a gratitude list (I do that sometimes, too). One of the things on my list should be a husband who knows when I need to get out of town, and makes it happen.
He got Saturday and Sunday off last weekend, so we went down to Bennett Spring State Park on a whim. He had to work until 10:00, so we wouldn't get there until after midnight, and he had to work on Monday, so it would be a short trip. But a short trip is better than no trip.
When I got home Friday night I packed my stuff--Bob had already done his packing that morning before he went to work--and got everything ready to go. He got home around 10:30, packed up the van, and we took off. Remarkably, I stayed awake for most of the trip, falling asleep only toward the end, when Bob woke me up to look at the moon. It was huge, and pink! I don't know why, exactly, but it was definitely beautiful. We got to the park about 1:30 a.m. Everything was quiet and dark. When I called and reserved a cabin, the woman on the phone said they would leave a map on the door of the store, and would tape our key to the cabin door.
Bob got out and studied the map, then we drove over to the cabin. As we passed a picnic area, we saw three deer standing as still as statues. Such a lovely welcome! Our room was small, but fine. We never sleep very well away from home, but since we got in so late, we intended to sleep in anyway, so it didn't really matter. I woke up in the middle of the night needing to go to the bathroom, and I had a very disorienting moment of not knowing where I was.
My first thought was that yeah, I was at Bennett Spring, then I changed my mind and thought surely I must be dreaming, that I was at home, then I realized my first thought was the right one. So funny. It was pitch dark. I couldn't see anything at all, it was like being in a cave when they turn out the lights.
I knew basically where the bathroom was--Bob woke up and said, "turn right, then turn right again," but I knew that I would probably run into something on the way. I was close to the dresser, so I opened a drawer and rummaged around in my purse until I found my flashlight, and was able to light my way to the bathroom. The next night, I left the flashlight next to the bed!
When slept in, then got up and went over to the dining lodge for a leisurely breakfast, then Bob put his waders on, and got his fishing equipment together, and I grabbed my bag and my folding chair.
We walked down to the stream, where Bob fished for a few hours, and I sat on the bank, and read. I was well supplied with all the things I needed--my tote bag with knitting and snacks, a hat ("Life is Good"), a bottle of iced tea, and a book: