Thursday, March 26, 2015

On Making Your Own Adventures

Last week at the end of the day on Friday, I was feeling weird and restless. It had been a full and productive week and I was in the mood to do something but was having a hard time coming up with a fun thing to do that didn't cost money. We're trying very hard these days to be conscious of our spending--in general but also in anticipation of our Japan trip--and at 4:00 on a Friday, the only ideas I could think of involved drinks or food.

What's a girl to do!?

I was getting mopey. My husband suggested I take a long walk and reminded me that fresh air always makes me feel better. I mulled this over. We talked about dinner. We had planned an indulgent Friday night dinner of hot dogs with some kale and brown rice on the side for health and balance. I told him we didn't have hot dog buns. Cue more mopiness on my part.

And then my husband (as he is apt to do) saved my afternoon. "Why don't you walk to that cute little food store near the park and buy us some hot dog buns?" 

Ok, I know that on the surface that doesn't sound like fun, or a very romantic suggestion on my husband's part. But the man knows me. This was exactly the adventure I needed. The store he was referring to is about a mile away from our house, a perfectly walkable distance, but in our town we are so used to jumping in the car when we need something that it wouldn't have occurred to me to hoof it.

"It'll feel like you're in New York." He knows I miss those days of walking 30 blocks without a second thought, my little bodegas where I used to pick up that one thing I was missing for dinner. The people-watching and buzz of life all around. They were little adventures.

It was a chilly day but I was already feeling my spirits lift so I bundled up, popped in ear buds and turned on my Radical Face Pandora station, grabbed a tote, and set out down the street.

The store didn't have hot dog buns.

As far as I was concerned, though, my Friday afternoon mission was completed. I was mopey no longer. I smiled to myself, thinking how funny it was that I had walked 20 minutes (one way) to buy hot dog buns at a store that doesn't carry hot dog buns. I bought some regular bread and a few ripe avocados and some lemon mint tea and began my trek home, red-cheeked and tingling and happy.

The hot dog buns were just the excuse anyway.

(Photo above is an adorable house I noticed while walking.)


  1. I can so relate to the sense of mopey-ness that can arise out of the smallest thing especially when restlessness is the underlying factor. A Lack of hot dog buns can sure do it - or in my most recent case, a salad dressing recipe that did not go over well. (In retrospect, I'd roll my eyes at myself for being so affected.) I took a hot shower to reorient my mood. :)

    How sweet that your husband suggested something so spirit-boosting for you to do! And that is a beautiful house!

  2. Oh yes! Being mopey is strange. The oddest things can set it off!

  3. Aw, you're pretty darn adorable, then! Eee! Your Japan trip is coming up! How's your Japanese so far?

  4. Less than 2 months away!!!! My Japanese is ok. I've been faltering on my goal to learn a few words a week, but the good news is I'm retaining pretty well the words/phrases I've already learned.

  5. Love this! Thanks for the reminder that sometimes it only takes something small to snap us out of our funk. :-)

  6. Glad you clicked this house. Its very cute !


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