Finding the joy in the small things

I find myself looking for joy in the tiniest of moments.

A work meeting. Meal prep on a Friday night. Freshly washed sheets. Cut grass. New boots. A good hair day. Dancing around my living room listening to music. Bangin' new outfit. You get my drift.

Instead of waiting to find joy in the big moments I am finding it in the small ones, and boy they are bringing me joy.

You see, I need to feel inspired in whatever I do. I'm not going to be engaged otherwise. And I am easy to please, really.

It doesn't take a lot to make me happy.

I recently attended a singles mixer and I really enjoyed myself, though I kinda knew I would.

Instead of looking at it as a way to meet THE guy, I kept an open mind.

I was going out on a Thursday night.

I wore a new outfit.

I love talking to strangers.

I make new friends easily.

Win-win situation really.

I did get chatting to an occupational therapist for a big chunk of the night and when he left without saying goodbye, or swapping numbers with me, I took a beat.

I was bummed, but it wasn't meant to be. The right guy will want my number and want to see me again. Simple as that.

This guy didn't and that's okay.

Instead, I focused on the great night out I'd had.

I made friends with a lovely lady - exchanged numbers - how old school. She asked if I wanted to grab dinner before the next mixer and that brought me joy.

I think if we can break down the big goals into smaller ones it gives us the opportunity to find little pockets of joy in moments when we're not looking for it.

Imagine how much joy we can experience if we take the pressure off ourselves. Off others. Off situations. Off jobs. Off friends.