The Promise of

I'm having a tough week, sort of. It's super busy at work, which makes the days fly by which is a nice change of pace. But I'm also dealing with a lot of side bullshit that makes getting through the day kind of a bit...awkward. Plus, my body can't get used to the springing forward we just did. I'm loving the extra hour of sunlight but my body refuses to adjust to the daily alarm sounding at what seems like an hour earlier; damn you stubborn REM-sleep-dependent body of mine! ANYWAY I've got a lot to say and not a lot of time to say it because I have too much to get done in the next hour. So I'm just going to make a short list of things that are currently making me happy. It's important to focus on these things right now. And as usual, it's the little things:

• The scaffolding that has been removed on the corner of one of the streets near my hosue. It's like a brand new corner. I am seeing things I've not seen in the almost three years I've lived at said residence.
  
• Organic granola that I found, which is actually cheaper than the regular non-organic sugar-filled crapy granola I used to eat everyday for breakfast.
• Fantasy trip planning, dreaming of somewhere safe and warm(er) than this city
  
• March Madness
• 9 days until the official start of Spring
• Getting a seat on the 4 train two mornings in a row
  
• The promise of cherry blossoms
• Jelly Belly Sports beans
  
• The new Spring coat I picked up at H&M
• Tickets to see the Little Mermaid on Broadway in June (with my pseudo little cousins and favorite aunt)
• Coffee cake. Cut in two.
  
• Setting a new 4-mile PR
  
• My room mate is away for the week in Poland and thus it's like I'm living alone.
  
• The new shower curtain liner and the apartment smelling like plastic!
  
• Down pillows in a pastel blue stripe
  
• the new Chuck Klosterman book I picked up last night on my walk home
• pad thai; a rainy day; an apartment in harlem; girl bonding; Jackson Five Christmas music in the middle of March
  
• the promise of a baby niece coming at the end of July
  
• Falling Slowly; the Swell Season at Radio City
  
• the promise of being on a jet plane headed for Paris in seven short days