my ideal day

I wake up with a smile on my face, next to the boy I love. My bedroom is large, with hardwood floors, light colors, big windows, and a ceiling fan that is circling lazily. There's a slight breeze coming through the open window. It's still dark outside. The rest of the house is asleep, but they will be awake soon.

I get out of bed, careful not to wake him up. I put on my favorite robe and walk to the kitchen. It's not perfectly clean, but it's tidy. It's lived in, and you can tell the family spends time in here. There's childrens drawings held on the refrigerator with magnets. Some daisies lazily lean towards the window, where the first rays of light are beginning to hit.

I start a pot of coffee and begin making breakfast. I can hear everyone else starting to wake up. A door just opened, the shower starts. Breakfast is almost done. The smell fills the room. I put it on the table, and start making lunch for the kids to take to school.

I'm putting the brown paper bags on the end of the counter when I feel his arms slide around me. He's awake, and just got out of the shower. I'm happy. I smile at him, we kiss, and the kids, a boy and a girl, run into the kitchen and start attacking the breakfast waiting for them on the table. We all sit down to eat together. The kids hurry to eat in the way that all children do.

The schoolbus comes. I give each of them a hug and kiss and send them to school. There's a rare moment of peace in the house, and we enjoy it while we can. He has to leave to go to work. I remind him not to forget anything, I kiss him, and he's gone.

I clean up the kitchen and water my houseplants. I take a shower and get ready for the day. I log on to the computer and go over any bills that need to be paid. I inspect our pantry and go to the grocery store and buy things we need, and maybe a few things that we don't. By now, it's lunch. I go to the coffee shop and have lunch with a few of my friends. Our kids play together on the weekends. We're a close group. I drive to the gym and kill myself with cardio. I hurry home to get there in time for the school bus.

The kids arrive at home. I bring them an after school snack, and we all sit down in the living room and work on their homework. I work on a blanket I'm knitting and help them when they have questions. It takes a while, but after they finish it, they run off to play.

There's about an hour before he's home. I vacuum the carpets, pick up toys the kids have left laying around, and clean the dining room table. I start fixing dinner. It's his favorite. He's home now; I hear the kids yelling his name. He's giving them a bear hug. He's tired from work, but happy.

We all sit down for dinner together. I ask him about his day, and the kids talk about school. After dinner, we may go out to the movies if it's a friday night, or we might play chess or watch TV. It varies. We both read stories to the kids, and they go to sleep.

We have the house to ourselves. A rare moment of silence passes. We spend the evening cuddling and talking quietly, or maybe we sit in silence, just enjoying each others company. I fall asleep in his arms with a smile on my face.