My husband made coffee and picked up donuts, the new specialty kind with no sugar, zero calories and a taste that rivals anything you can find at Da Vinci’s or Krispy Kreme.
I savored my first sip of coffee, that first incredible bite of my zero-calorie donut, and indulged in a few serene moments of meditation and prayer before beginning a day that stretched before me like a blank slate of opportunity and adventure.
Pulling on a pair of shorts, I attributed the slight looseness in the waist to the zero-calorie (and did I mention nutrition-packed?) donuts. It must have been an energizing breakfast, because my morning walk, instead of being an uphill trudge on weary morning legs, was a brisk, invigorating experience that left me with energy to spare.
When I went outside to water my flowers, I noticed with surprise that they had bloomed overnight; zinnias, salvia, marigolds and lantana transforming my yard into a page out of Southern Living. Another surprise was that my husband had trimmed the hedges so they no longer spread like a jungle that threatened to conceal our front door.
He must have trimmed them before going to claim the powerball lottery jackpot winnings from last night’s impulsive lottery ticket purchase.
My next project was to finish writing a story I’d started yesterday. I had experienced a bit of writer’s block, but now the words flowed and in no time the story was published, curated and immediately racked up hundreds of fans.
I was beginning a second article when an editor called, interested in publishing the book I submitted several months ago. He wondered what sort of advance I’d consider to prevent me from signing on with another publisher.
This was reason to celebrate, so I contacted my two best friends and we met for lunch at our favorite French cafe, then decided to spend a couple of hours volunteering at the local food pantry/thrift store, after which I went for another walk because the day was incredibly perfect with a cloudless blue sky and a breeze that had somehow blown away all the pollen that normally descends in spring and coats everything in Atlanta with a yellowish powder.
I was able to spend some time reading at the lake until dinner, when my husband grilled steaks and opened a bottle of red wine.
Were you aware of the new study proving that steak and wine, contrary to popular belief, have no detrimental health effects and have been tied to greater longevity and sharper mental acumen? So enjoy your food! There’s no downside!
This post, entirely fictional, is in response to a tag by one of my favorite writers, Lucy King, to write about my perfect day.
Truthfully, most days are close to perfect when they include exercise and good food, writing or other productive work, attention to the spiritual side of life through prayer and meditation, social interaction that balances a tendency toward introversion, outreach that helps me share my blessings with others, and an opportunity to spend time with people I love.
And I wouldn’t object to winning the lottery, either.