It’s a new dawn, it’s a new day
Good morning Sweden! Good morning World!
Good morning golden sun casting light on the lake!
Good morning Basia Bulat’s amazing voice filling up the entire living room!
In a few months they will have a second baby. Mio keeps asking when the baby comes. We tell him Santa has to come first.
I’ve been hanging out here a few days, picking Mio up from kindergarten, playing in the park and preparing family dinners. I get to put Mio to bed and read him stories and he calls me “Len” and I completely melt.
Family life is sweet but far, seeing I:
- Don’t have a boyfriend (and don’t want one either)
- Don’t have a home (of my own)
- Don’t have a job (and not sure what job I want)
I waved goodbye to Mio who was pretending to be a rooster, gave Frida her lunchbox and a hug.
And now, I have the house to myself and yet another beautiful day ahead of me.
My other childhood friend Madelene is coming over in a few hours and we’re going to check out a few second-hand stores in search of old fashioned furniture and funky items for a restaurant that our friend is opening this weekend in Stockholm.
And happiness is in the little things.
Picking mushrooms with my uncle, drinking coffee from a thermos, taking the bike down to town to change grandpa’s curtains, going to the pub with friends, running in the woods, wasting time in the library reading random books just because I can.
Don’t worry, I will send those applications too.
Just after I finish this cup of coffee. I promise.