I love when the little things speak up loud enough to be seen and appreciated. For example, my morning started with some coffee, cereal, and my computer. Quickly, I became a little perturbed. I got all cozy and suddenly my cereal bowl slipped and spilled all over my blanket and lap. My cat jumped on this once in a lifetime opportunity. I yelled. I hate spilled milk. I was extra irritated due to the fact that I don't have a washer and dryer right now due to us being in the middle of tiling our laundry room. (I'll add this giant blanket to the pile of things to wash at my mom's.) Then something happened. I read this blog post. Of course! The little things that really aren't so little. I love that I can wake up to coffee, a cozy home, and a wonderful cat to cuddle, a dog to love on, and a mom that lives right down the street with a fully functioning laundry room. Life is great and good and lovely.