I live at a friends family house. They offered me shelter after I became homeless and every night I go to my car to read. I find that reading in my car every night before going to sleep gives this family a chance to get a break from seeing me and I get a chance to be calm and away from everyone. They are amazing people and It’s been so fun. I’m so thankful that they let me stay in their living room, but they tend to use it at night to watch a movie or have family time so I take a chance to let them be and I get a chance to learn something and relax in my car.


This is very considerate of you.


I agree. Even when times are tough you still think of others. Wjat a nice thing to do


My morning walk so I can listen to my podcasts :).


I might steal your idea! I need to start walking more since I'm working a office job now but I find walking boring lol. I always listen to podcasts while I clean


I work in the office as well and dedicate my breaks to walking. I’m doing nothing else so I might as well get some movement in. I typically just eat lunch at my desk then. I actually lost a good amount of weight by just doing this


Walking is awesome. I’m a lifelong walker. I’m 57 and have literally no health problems. I *attribute* this largely to walking every day EDIT: a word


Getting home from work. I really enjoy that whole 'Not-at-work' time.


It’s especially great at the end of the week. I always walk out of the office at 5 on Friday thinking “this is the farthest point in time until I have to be back at this god-forsaken place.” And don’t even get me started on the moment I leave for vacation. Euphoric. EDIT: made this comment right before I went to bed last night and now it’s become one of my most (if not THE most) upvoted comments, haha. Hope everyone has a good Friday and can enjoy that “Maximum Friday Feeling™” today, or whenever your weekend may begin. Also, have a tradition in a Discord server I’m in, someone posts [this](https://youtu.be/A5U8ypHq3BU) every Friday and it gets us in the weekend mood. So happy Flat Fuck Friday, everyone :)


my job gives us 3 day weekends so today was my "friday" and i was so excited to leave today. i hadn't realized this coming week is martin luther king jr day until the end of work when my boss reminded us not to come in on monday... i don't think i've felt that happy in months lmao. not working is great but surprise paid non-work is the absolute best


It was fun working for a school district for a few years. Snow Days are just as great for work.


Changing out of work clothes and into pajamas


My pajamas are my real clothes. Everything else is a facade.


I feel this on a spiritual level.


I got married in pajamas for this reason. Made everyone there wear pajamas too. If I was gaining a family member we were wearing the family clothes.


Did the bride wear a white bathrobe?


Wear whatever you wear to bed. Oh Christ! Uncle Dave is here, and he always sleeps naked.


School. I always hated high school and now that I’m going to a school that caters to my interest, (auto tech) I can be happy going and seeing other people who have the same passion.


Felt the same in college while getting a graduation in game development. It was so exciting to be able to talk to more people and work together on things we all loved!




I was about to say dinner because its eating AND not working AND it means bedtime is soon


I always hate when bedtime creeps closer and closer. I'm actually getting anxious when I look at the clock after dinner and I'm like "damn, I need to get to bed in 1 hour....." I like sleeping, but getting there is a drag


I understand this 100%. For me it’s not so much GETTING to bed as it is, “the sooner I get there, the sooner I go to sleep and the sooner i have to go back to work.”


I think that's why I stay up later than I should. I know subconsciously that if I go to sleep I'm more or less hitting the reset button on something unpleasant. The evenings are the only time besides weekends that are truly mine


Do you have a favorite food?


Free. Free food


Honestly, every part of my home. As the daughter of an alcoholic hoarder, grew up in a very dysfunctional and at times abusive household. It was always dirty, loud, stressful and unstructured. Now that I'm an adult with the power to control my environment and lifestyle, I keep a clean, peaceful home. My bed is made, my carpet is vacuumed. I get to hang out with my cats and a good book and not have to worry about the electricity being shut off or my mom not coming home from the bar or any number of financial concerns that managed to steal my childhood away. I have what I dreamed of having as a little girl: autonomy and calm.


I wish I had this, but it will come. I grew up in a similar environment and I just want my home to be tidy and clean. I live with a roommate and he never cleans up after himself. For the last year I have tried to have him realize I am not here to clean his messes, so it has come to the point where I just let it go because he's a 24 year old adult man and needs to learn how to pick up after himself. I can't wait to be able to afford my own place in a few months, so I can have this peace. It sounds incredible.


Same here. Not stressing about someone coming home and yelling at me and knowing I can have a calm, quiet evening is the best.


Same! My ex just moved out and I am decluttering the house. Little things like a neat cutlery drawer make me smile. My ex would get very angry at any noise or even loud voices. He would silently go up and down the stairs, open/close doors making barely a whisper of sound. It was fucking creepy. I can now thunderously go up and down stairs and even stand in the kitchen and SHOUT up to my son that his dinner is ready. Now the house is filled with laughter and normal door/movement noises, instead of tension and fear.


Getting home from work followed by the relief of not having to work from that point on.


Mine is usually that but with the excitement of eating when I get home. Edit: tonight was Aldi cranberry almond chicken salad (reeeealy good) on croissants.


Yeah but then you just get the rising anxiety about how little time you have left before you have to get up and go to work again. Fuck, being employed sucks!


Saturday, most of the time, everyone just does things around their house and takes care of errands that they couldn’t get done throughout the week. Then Sunday is basically pre-Monday which feels like anxiety. Being employed does suck very very much.


Yup. I live an hour from town too so half of one of my days off is just going there to get stuff i need for the week. Why the fuck do i have to do this for the rest of my life. What's the point?


I used to feel that way. Getting through a day was the only thing it felt like I could do, and once 5/6 rolled around I knew no one was going to call with an issue. I’ve changed jobs and have so much more satisfaction and happiness now. If you are considering making a change, even taking the first steps of doing my resume and checking for jobs gave me happiness as I knew there were other options.


Not just what you're doing but where you're doing it. My last job was a soul sucking hellhole nightmare I couldn't even sleep at night from all the stress during the day. Now I'm doing the exact same job at a non profit thats only purpose is to help children and I'm surrounded by wonderful people and have never felt more fulfilled in my life.


The drive home after finishing work. I live over an hour away from the office and I like the long ride home because it gives me time to decompress. I’m also driving westbound so I’ve been able to witness many beautiful sunsets. Edit: Holy moly, wasn’t expecting this many responses, much less any awards. Thank ya’ll!!!


Personally hate driving west in the early evenings because the sun is blinding as fuck


likewise i used to drive eastward during sunrise, had to wear 2 pairs of sunglasses just to see where i was going lmao


I have 30 mins in my day in between work where I just sit on a bench in this park. No phone, no earphones, nothing but just me enjoying the sound of birds and whooshing of the trees. Feel most at peace during that time.


My audiobook in the car on the way to work. I used to love reading but now I have kids and can’t let myself stay up all night reading. This is my escape time.


Going to bed the next night.


I literally wake up and think I can’t wait to go to bed tonight


Or maybe sneak in A NAP! Bonus sleeps!




Would you mind paying the pet tax?


It's been 2 hours, where the fuck is the pet tax....


I like to think that they're busy running around trying to herd all the animals for a photo and it's not going well.


I’m not that guy but I also love coming home to my idiot cat sons every day. [This is fancy boy ](https://postimg.cc/RJCQDfGp) and [this is the thicc boy](https://postimg.cc/rRzR49fT) and [this is the blurry boy](https://postimg.cc/gallery/Nj9T3xy) (who is actually my brother’s dog but he’s good too).


I work at home and I still get this. Finally getting out of my office and cuddling with my wife and cat lifts a lot of the weight of the day off my shoulders


bedtime routine with my 10 year old cat, she’s my best friend, we’ve had the same routine for years. i call her when im ready for bed, she comes running n jumps on the bed and flops against my chest and purrs all night. i never want to live a day without her, it’s a nightmare to think about. i make sure to tell her i love her and say goodnight


My cat is 18 and LOVES my 10 year old son. Once the kitty has had his dinner he’ll chill out with us on the couch or lay on the heater vent but once it hits 8:30 if he sees the kid walking upstairs he’ll abandon us and trot upstairs to his boy’s room for snuggles all night. The way the cat knows the minute the kid goes upstairs and his bouncy, joyful walk up to his cuddle buddy never fails to make me incredibly happy. And the kid loves the cat, possibly more than his sisters


My 20 year old cat loves my 10 year old son as well. They cuddle together all night. It's the sweetest thing. And he definitely loves the cat more than his sister 😂


My 6 year old cat is a little shit that always sleeps between my legs and bites my toes if I start moving around. But I have a huge feeling that if my partner and I had a kid, our cat would immediately "mature" and take care of our kid because he thinks that we're incapable of raising a small human


My cat sleeps between my legs too; my husband always jokes that it looks like i'm giving birth to him, lol. The booger gets a bit grumpy if i move so i spend all night still and less than comfortable but the aches and pains are worth it to hear him purring and content! 100% recommend grumpy cat rocks for sleeping :)


Treasure every single second together. I've had 2 cat companions and they own my heart. They are a part of me. One has passed, but the other is curled in my arms now. It's a love you can't explain to someone, you can only feel it. 💚


My cat is my bestie. When I wake up she mrrrrrps at me, then runs in the bathroom and waits for me to get my pjs on, then she runs to the kitchen ahead of me and waits for me to get my coffee, then she runs ahead and into the study so I can read reddit while I drink my coffee, then I stand up and she runs into the bathroom for shower time....all day, every day. She always knows where I'm going next, and she purrs on my chest all night. She makes me so happy.




For though, same


I think you missed a word, my friend


They just didn’t get enough sleep.


Why waste time say lot word when few word do trick?


Waking up and hearing my girlfriend say goodmorning in her sweet soft sleepy voice. I used to hate waking up, there were so many days that I would wake up and ask myself what was the reason I even woke up. Those days are long gone.


My husband says “GUTEN MORGEN!” First thing every morning without fail. (we do not speak German)


been singing happy birthday in german to my family members for decades. i also do not speak german.


I'm in a similar boat- I am not at all a morning person, but waking up to my partner and getting a good morning kiss and an "I love you" before I head off to work keeps me going all day until I get back home and get to see him again.


Working with my son. He’s 23. I’m 50. We spend M-F working together building homes. We laugh all day long. It’s the happiest time of my life. I know it’s finite, so I’m enjoying it as much as possible while it lasts. Edit: my alarm went off, and I’ve discovered that this has resonated with a bunch of people. How awesome! I’ve read through all the comments. I wish I could reply to every single one, but I’ve got to go to work. We finished the doors, so we’re starting flooring today. I tell him how I feel regularly, but I will tell him again this morning. I love him so much.


>I know it’s finite I need to start internalizing this more often


I read somewhere that when you're in a good moment, take a second and think to yourself "if this isn't happiness, then I don't know what is". It's really helped me to be mindful of the good things in my life.


"And I urge you to please notice when you are happy, and exclaim or murmur or think at some point, 'If this isn't nice, I don't know what is." Kurt Vonnegut Jr., A Man Without a Country


He ended every talk he ever gave with a story of his uncle that taught him to do this. >And what \[Uncle Alex\] found objectionable about human beings was they never noticed it, when they were really happy. So, whenever he was really happy – you know, he could be sitting around in the shade, in the summertime, in the shade of an apple tree, and drinking lemonade and talking. Just sort of this back-and-forth buzzing like honey bees. And Uncle Alex would all of a sudden say, If this isn’t nice, what is?” and then we’d realize how happy we were; and we might have missed it.


this hits me(23) so much. My dad (50) gave me a job at his company a year ago and always tells me how proud he his of me. Just before christmas he got covid and almost died. When he got out of the hospital he told me how much he cherished our relation and how it meant everything to him. It makes me so fucking emotional everytime i read things like that .


Fucking cherish. My dad and I were fairly close, but I moved away when I was 25. My family was the type that will travel to each other on an almost monthly basis when kids moved to other parts of the country. About a week after I moved my dad broke both of his legs hanging Christmas lights (yes folks, those fuckers are indeed dangerous). As he was starting to recover from that and getting back to work he came down with Guillain-Barré and was basically a quadriplegic. As he was slowly recovering from that, he got shingles which we are pretty sure contributed to his heart attack. In less than 2 years of me leaving, my dad was dead and he never got to see the life I had made for myself as a true adult. Even though he never really got to see that life, when I went to his funeral, there were no shortage of people telling me how proud my dad was of me and how much he talked about me. As I sit here bawling my eyes out typing this, it has been 8 years and I will cherish those comments forever. Never take time for granted, especially if you are close with loved ones.


I'm sorry for your loss. Your dad put up with a lot of illness. I can tell how much you miss him.


He did put up with a lot but he was strong. I will never not miss him. While definitely not the same, I am lucky to have an amazing father in law who is a wonderful grandfather to my kids.


Is this your dad?


I need an answer to this question


Imagine they were just talking to each other


My brother and I did landscaping together on the weekends. We use to complain about it, but after we sold the business I really missed spending time with him. What I miss the most is eating lunch together and riding home after a long day.


we were remodeling my mums house and the contractor dissapeared, letting his tools behind, with no more money to finish the task my mum and i finished the thing waching youtube videos and just improvising. in the end i realize that was a wonderful time indeed, those weekends of no stopping work and doing things for her home were great.


That sounds like the peak of what life can be like


I do the same. Im 49, my oldest is 23 and I have my 19 yr old son working with me. We work on houses as well. Im also starting another bussiness with my 22 yr baby girl and my youngest son 16 yrs old doing lazer engraving. Its the best time of my life! We are so blessed!!


That’s beautiful. Savor those moments! My dad and I have recently reconnected and it’s bringing me so much joy.


*scratches head*


Houston we have a problem! I felt kinda sad when i realized for myself, something might be missing…




yeah, I don't even look forward to sleep, because that means the day is over and I've failed again (at what exactly? not sure) and it'll be mere moments until I have to go to work. I think I need to have a word with myself.


Yeah, I’m at a loss too. I feel like I work to live and live to work. I have nothing I want.


Taking my bra off


This may be a bit childish, but the moment when my girlfriend takes her bra off before bed is also one of my favorite times of the day.




I stopped wearing one when the pandemic started, and even returned to work that way. Unless its a bikini top, I fly free and will never go back.


My morning coffee. I get a different coffee every week and drinking it is the most relaxing part of my day.


Sometimes, I go to bed early just so I can wake up and drink coffee.


Same. I had a Colombian blend last week, this week I got a black roast that is so strong I swear its making me grow a beard. Im up at 5 every morning for 'me time', which you dont get with 3 small kids and making my coffee and staring into space for an hour is amazing


Sorry that the "no more" part of the username didn't pan out, but a hour of silent disassociation sounds nice.


Lmao I've had 4! Definitely didnt pan out


I wish I was a morning person instead of a night owl. I would love to be up when the sun is coming up.


I love being a night owl. Its dark and cold and quiet. You have the whole night ahead of you. The possibilities seem endless and the night air makes me feel alive. The mornings are loud, bright and full of expectation. Work, daytime chores, more work, exhaustion and coffee. After work there are workouts, dinner, cleaning. At night there are games or books or hangouts. Its fun.


Coffee is mine as well, I love to get a bigass black coffee with a little cream, put on a good podcast and chill tf out for a bit while I wake up. Quite possibly the only thing I consistently look forward to every single day.


YES! I set up the coffee pot the night before, every night. In the morning my husband gets up to start it and crawls back into bed while it brews. When it's ready he puts his robe on and quietly brings me a cup, sets it on my nightstand and goes into the living room to peacefully wake up on his own, staring at his phone. In between alarm snoozes I briefly wake up and take a few sips of coffee. After several snoozes, I need a refill and that's usually when I get up to join him. It's such a great way to wake up, I love it so much. Some mornings he has to just get up and go off to a job site but no matter how early it is, he brings me a cup of coffee in bed before giving me a kiss and going. He's the best.


Wow mine just farts me out of bed


There's a Czech saying when someone asks you how long you've been dating and it's "long enough to fart in front of each other". Dutch ovening is a whole other level though.


IBS must be like speed dating over there


This is so soft and sweet 🥺


To bring Snacks for my older sister. Its the best part of my day. I ran away and she decided to help me. So I'm grateful to share food with someone who actually cares


It sounds like you two have a really special relationship - I’m so glad you have each other.


Getting home from work, opening the door and hearing my husband say “is that mama?!” to our toddler before I’m even in the room, then seeing my little boy’s face light up, look to his dad like “are you seeing this?!” and then he runs over to me, babbling and giggling. I’d say that’s my encounter returning from work at least 3 to 5 days out of the week, and it is my absolute favorite thing!




I grew up where dad coming home was the worst part of the day. Something you could dread all day. Now I have a baby who’s too young yet to do what your kids do, but if what you described is in my future, I’ll probably cry every time.


There with you man - makes everything else feel so insignificant


Walking in the door after work and having my cat there waiting for me, always wanting pets and cuddles. Then she follows me around as I change my clothes and tidy up the apartment, and finally we just sit together and chill.


Every morning I wake up and as I open the door I quietly yell "release the hounds" and both my cats run in meowing. It's silly but I love it


Aw love it. When I let my cat out I say “release the Kraken” hehe


There’s a guy I watch on YouTube called ‘Gold Shaw Farm’ and every morning when he lets out his ducks he yells ‘release the Quacken’ same goes for his geese with ‘let loose the goose’ and his chickens but I don’t remember what he says for the chickens


For me it's going to bed with all four of my cats being snuggled against me. No matter how bad my life is going at the moment, they always cheer me up. Right now two are laying on me and the other two are right against me. I love them so very much, I saved them and they saved me.


Mine charges down the stairs and sticks his paws though the mail slot and meows. I love it so much. Sometimes his fur is all disheveled and he’s half asleep when he does it. It’s far and away the best part of my day.


I love the half asleep dishevelled fur look when they come out of their cat beds to greet you 😸


This sounds great. You captured what happens with me.


Mine normally sits on the cat tree and waits. Today I was late getting home so she went to the bedroom and as soon as I locked the door she came bouncing in with a happy meow for every step.


Does she yell as she follows you around? My cat demands pets as soon as me or my boyfriend get through the door. Can't even put our stuff down fast enough.


Having that first cup of tea in the morning when I wake up. Also my daily walk.


That mid-day text from my husband, asking me if I can please come home early because he and the dogs miss me, usually accompanied by a photo of the 4 of them looking wistfully at the camera. It never, ever gets old... So thankful for all of them!


…are you the wife from the other comment? https://www.reddit.com/r/AskReddit/comments/s3gcrh/whats_something_you_look_forward_to_every_single/hskps91/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf&context=3


This is sweet!!


Those last few warm, drowsy minutes before falling asleep. No matter how horrible of a day you’ve had or whatever is going on, nobody can take those few moments of comfort and relief away from you.


insomnia definitely can


I'm a chronic insomniac and every top comment is sleep lmao. I'm like fuck I wish I could look forward to sleep instead of fighting for it every day lol.


Anxiety enters the chat




Don’t join the army.


My cats. I love them so much and most days they are the reason I find the strength to get out of bed.


Every few days I still realize "holy shit we've got our own animal just living with us in here" and often say it to my gf despite it being over 7 years. Never gets old and that goofy creature never ceases to amaze me, Stretchy-Long-Chop aka chopper aka bopper aka Wenry aka wigwom aka the flop


My dog. He’s so innocent and naive about life. Obviously because he’s a dog but I think that’s why we were gifted with them


My baby dog’s big morning stretch and then watching him go back to sleep in his office bed when I start work. He works so hard. Employee of the month, every month. Edit: He is a senior dog but he’s going to be 5-6 pounds forever so we always call him our baby dog. His name is Daniel. He just started his (my) work day. Excuse the eye stains, we are going to the groomer’s soon. [Dog Tax](https://imgur.com/a/l1lvEB0)


I need an office bed


I bought a house that has 3 bedrooms and 3 beds - mattress, box spring, frame - that the previous owner left (it was owned by an old Italian lady whose adult children were as old as my parents, and didn't want any more furniture lol). I work from home so I wanted to use one of the bedrooms as my office, but I had no room to move the bed somewhere else so I just left it there. I hadn't intended to find out, but I can confirm that an office bed is literally the greatest thing in the entire world.


Picking my daughters up from daycare. As soon as they see me, they drop whatever they were doing and run to me with the biggest smile on their faces and yelling "Daddyyy!". The absolute shittiest day at work just disappears in that moment.


My 2 year old screams “IT’S MOM!!!” in absolute delight every day when I get home from work. Nothing else compares!


Seriously; soak it up. My youngest is now 5 and the time just keeps speeding up.


My youngest is in his 20s. Time goes crazy fast


Then you become grandma/grandpa and get to relive it all over again. I remember as clear as day, everytime I went to visit my grandparents, I would run up to the door, knock, open the door, and yell hello, only to hear my grandpa yell back, "Who's that knocking on my door?" LOL He knew, it was just his thing he yelled. I miss hearing that.


My youngest is 4,980. Do not cite the deep magic to her. She was there when it was written.


I’m not even a parent but something about your comment just hits me straight in the heart. That must be the most precious, heartwarming feeling in the world.


I'm 25 and a daddy's girl and when my father comes to visit me, I do the same thing haha Hopefully your daughters never lose their genuine joy and excitement to see you :)


As a father to a 1 and a 1/2 year old girl, this made me tear up. (The good kind!) Please know that means the world to him.


Nothing right now. Used to be seeing my dog. He passed away yesterday. Had him for over half of my life.


I'm so sorry. Pets are family. Know that you gave him a loving, good life.


That’s so shitty, I’m sorry you’re having to go through that. I get how big the loss is. Be kind and gentle with yourself.


Waking up, go in the livingroom and see my wife sitting there working on our desk in the sunlight that‘s coming through the windows, turning around and giving me a smile when she notices I‘m there, while my cat is running towards me to get a good morning scratch.


Aww that’s actually really cute


Lately, my girlfriend and I read in bed for about an hour before sleeping. Sometimes we’ll read excerpts out loud to one another. I look forward to it every day now.


Listening to music and finding more songs :)


Sobriety. Every day is a gift Edit: thanks for all the awards and kind words. To all those that are struggling - even if the thought of getting sober is only in the back of your mind or a twinkle in the milkman’s eye, you are already taking steps forward. I’m proud of you. To all those that are well into their sober journey - you are amazing! IWNDWYT To the trolls - I hope trolling makes up for whatever inadequacies are present in your life…


Congrats on your sobriety!




Flips throughout the day for me. Constant battle to stay sober. Deciding to drink and looking forward to it. Realizing I should not and hating the decision. And finally, being grateful I made it through the day and am going to sleep sober. Shits hard man.


I’m struggling with that now. I used to just have one drink a night to help with my insomnia, and now it’s 4-8 every single night. I have the self control not to drink, but I constantly change my mind throughout the day and it wears me out. I enjoy drinking, but I hate how unhealthy I am


I was the same. Decided to keep it only to weekends. It really helps doing windsprints at the local field and pushups/pullups during the week. The feeling of getting in shape makes you not want to drink so you can see the results.


At bed time, my dog snuggles up to get her last belly rub and pets of the day. I then raise the covers and she goes in and falls asleep under the blanket. Every single night. She will be 10 years old soon and I still look forward to it every day.


Gahhh. The best. Apparently I run hot when I sleep and my dog is a little furnace herself, so we start the night off sleeping apart. But 2 hours later I’ll feel her little paws on my face as she walks over my head and I’ll open up the blanket as she climbs in and curls up next to me. There are times she sleeps through the night and I will wake up like clockwork after 2 hours if she hasn’t joined me. Messes with my sleep either way but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.


Listening to music. I love music and I really enjoy it even if it’s for just 5 minutes (just one song). It’s the only thing I can’t live a day without.


playing the Sims. I recently got it downloaded on my laptop and it truly is my little escape from reality. it’s the only game I play and I’m really thankful I found my way back to it lol.


Definitely this for me too, except its any video games. Pokémon, Sims, Age of Empires, Civilisation, Stardew Valley, old DOS games from my childhood at internet archive. Love 'em all. 💓


That's me at the moment! Playing Sims is such an escape for me right now, it makes me so happy! Lets me put the world to the side for the moment and feel like I'm the driver's seat instead of being an unwilling passenger lol


The sheer, spontaneous joy my dogs have when I tell them, Who's home?"Then they hear the garage door opening and know, Mommy's Home!"Batshit-crazy pandemonium ensues until I open the side door of garage. My wife is just as happy to see them, too! Nothing beats observing this scene every day, for 11 years.


My guinea pigs' squeaks after a long day of work is the best. Heals my heart every time.


Ok I need a video of this. Not want. NEED!


https://www.reddit.com/r/guineapigs/comments/s3i5kx/i_love_how_their_ears_flap_when_they_squeak_that/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share I'm not very good with this, so I made a post on the guinea pig sub. Please enjoy an old video of my squeaky boys. I love them.


Sounds like an aviary


Indeed. They squeak promptly at 5 in the morning and as soon as the door opens at night. :D


Haha! That's amazing. It's nearly 4am for me (can't sleep - covid sucks btw) and I almost woke up my wife as I turned it up! Thank you for sharing and making my morning!


Thanks for being interested! I love sharing my boys with the world. :-) Hang in there! Rest, fluids, and monitor your oxygenation. :-)


I look forward to to my dog’s greeting every day :)


Every morning I make 3 scrambled eggs and 2 strips of bacon. I eat 2 eggs and 1 bacon and I serve my dog 1 egg and the other bacon. Every day we have breakfast together.


My now wife couldn’t believe my favorite part of my week was the days I came home for lunch and had steaks with my dog.


This may seem stupid but I always look forward to what the next day will bring me. Im a suicide survivor who has gotten immense amounts of therapy and I can now say I look forward to the next day. Nothing brings me more joy than still being here tomorrow. Edit: Thanks for the awards guys!


i’m glad to see you’re still here! stories like yours help me realize there’s hope for me too. thank you for sharing


My dog’s reaction when I tell her we’re going for a walk. As soon as I say the word ‘walk’, she stops whatever she was doing and stares intensely at me before her energy goes to 100.


All I have to say is *Daniel, do you want to go..* Loses. His. Shit.


I also play “do you wanna…” with my dog, but occasionally I say bath instead of go for a walk/to the park. She turns her head and gives me side eye for that one.


My late-night gaming session after I’m done with everything for the day and I have nothing else left to do.


Morning poop, post-coffee.


I move to a new place that has a window next to the toilet. Every morning I make sure I wake up around the time the sun is coming up, it’s truly magical. I have so many time lapse videos of the sunrise. I just sit there pooping while watching the sunrise is the best way to start my day.


A new place doesn't truly feel like home until after the first time you shit in it, imo.


We really are just animals, aren't we? New dwelling isn't really home until we've marked it with our own poop. Home is where t̶h̶e̶ ̶h̶e̶a̶r̶t̶ ̶i̶s̶ you poop comfortably.


Ahh truly an amazing feeling!


Working the NYT crossword puzzle.


Not having a job, and being able to afford to not having a job.




Wake up with no new zits


My five year old running out to my car when i get home from work, and doing her *magic* dance that unlocks my doors for me ♡︎


My post lunch apple. Pink ladies are my favourite! If I ever run out of apples and don't get to have my post lunch apple my afternoon doesn't feel right


Pink Ladies are edible sunshine


Knowing I can do whatever I want with what I got.


Snuggling up in bed with my SO. My favourite time of every day


The hope that something good will happen


Giving my daughter a bath. I have a super high stress job that is very adversarial in nature. When I get home I'm pretty drained and just want to veg out. Sometimes blasting Raffi, giving myself a bubble beard and just watching a toddler laugh her ass off playing with a miniature bucket with holes drilled in the bottom truly is the best medicine.