When we got this house, I knew I wanted a coffee bar. When I found this yellow beauty, I knew it needed to come live in my house. And then, when I couldn't decide if I wanted to make it a coffee bar or a wine bar (how do you choose between two great loves?), Christopher stained a wine rack yellow so I could have both. He's the best.
It makes me so happy every time I see it. It's such a bright, cheerful corner of my house, and it makes me want to make every corner of my house happy like that. It makes me want to make every corner of my life like that.
I will pour a cup (or three or six) of coffee every single morning. Why shouldn't it be in an area that makes me happy?
I only have one life, and it's the same one I wake up in every single day. Why shouldn't every corner be filled with bright and happy things?
From the music I listen to, to the things I make for dinner, to my job, to the way I spend my free time, to the clothes I wear...if it's something I can control, it should be happy. It's my life-I'm the one who has to live here.
My bright yellow coffee bar may not make everyone happy. But for me, a little bit of effort (mostly on Chris' part, haha) turned something normal into something that makes me happier every day. And lately, I'm feeling challenged to do that for myself in every area that I can.
I want to be able to peer into all the corners of my life and think, "Yeah, that makes me happy."
Maybe it takes a little bit of extra effort, but isn't the extra happiness worth it?