Somedays I get really excited about the little things. And by 'somedays', I mean pretty much every day of my life. Today was no exception.
When I reached out of the shower I had to smile because of one little metal object that my husband hung up for me a couple years ago. A hook. That's all it is. But that hook? It made me smile today, which made me start thinking about why I was smiling over such a small thing, which caused me to spend a good deal of time this morning thinking about how little things can truly have such a large impact on our lives because they simply give us a moment of happiness throughout the day. I don't know about you, but an extra reason to smile? I'll take it!
So, back to the hook. (Isn't a hook a part of a song? I feel like I should have a song to sing now, but I don't. It's a shame.)
This is the hook that gave me a moment or two of joy this morning, and here's the story behind it.
A couple years ago I mentioned to Jake that I would like a hook outside of the shower for a towel. It wasn't a huge deal or anything, I just thought it would be more convenient for us than our other towel-holding alternatives :
On top of the toilet - that seems icky.
On top of the sink - less icky, but that would require me stepping a foot out of the shower to get the towel, which seemed dumb.
On the hook behind the bathroom door - this would require us to get completely out of the shower and drip water on the floor as we went to the door.
On the floor - the towel might end up wet before we would use it to try off, and the floor seemed like another icky option.
Again, none of these would be the end of the world by any means, and they were all completely acceptable placeholders for a towel. A hook on the wall right by the shower just seemed like it would be so much more convenient, so I mentioned it to Jake.
Later that week I came home from work and saw a shiny new hook had been hung up. Now there is no ickiness or water dripping; we can just reach a hand out and grab the towel. That hook? It isn't going to change the world; it's not even going to change my life in any profound way, but I still love it.
I love that I don't have to even think about where I want to put the towel or weigh my options.
I love that it was something seemingly insignificant that Jake did for me just to make me smile.
I love that it's a small thing that gives me an extra second of joy each day.
Do you have something small that makes you smile and gives you that extra second of joy?