Good, Great, Grand

This was a good weekend. I don't know why. It was totally normal. Boring, even, by some standards. I got a haircut. Shopped for groceries. Went to church. I cooked some buffalo burgers and salmon, and watched a movie. Read my book. Laid on the couch. Talked to my mom and to Adam. Nothing special. It just felt good. Like an old college sweatshirt. Like hot chocolate in the rain. Now how to carry this feeling through the work week?!