Which day would you live over from 2019?
Sometimes thoughts and ideas just come to me.
The other night while driving to the store, I thought about one question: If you could live one day over from 2019, which day would it be and why?
I gave this some thought, and came up with two different days. I’ll describe both to you and you can choose which one is my favorite.
Day one: It took a few hours to get to my destination. Once there, I met up with friends and we quickly left to get something to eat. We were going to go see a movie, and wanted to leave in enough time to get something to eat and see the film. We ate and had a few drinks at a restaurant, and then went to the movie theater. I enjoyed the movie very much, and afterward, we went for dinner at a really cool place in a downtown restaurant in Georgia. There, I ate noodles and had a flight of craft beers, along with a sour. We left and went back to my friend’s house, where we played games and had some good laughs. I had a bit too much fun, if you know what I mean, and felt it the next day. The next day, I made it back to Atmore and considered that to be a good trip.
Day two: I woke up early, and decided to wait in bed for a while before making my presence known to the world. About an hour or so after I saw the first slivers of light, I made my way to the kitchen, where I was greeted by my parents. I got coffee and settled in on one of the porch chairs. Sipping away, hoping that the coffee would wake me up a bit more, we talked for a bit and talked about brunch. Speaking of, around 11 a.m., we had a bloody Mary. That helped a bit. Usually, when home, my parents like to give me an assignment or something to do, but not this day. I’d often ask my mom whether she needed some help around the kitchen, but she shrugged me off. After brunch, I hung around with dad and mom, watching TV shows and other things before church that night. We went to church, and what a lovely service it was. After church, we rode around a couple neighborhoods nearby, admiring the lights and decorations. We returned back home, had dinner and afterward, watched “A Charlie Brown Christmas.” That tidbit might give away the day I’m describing. After my parents went to bed, I stayed up some more and watched TV.
Now, I know I wasn’t very descriptive in my days, but I’ll let you use your imagination.
Both were excellent days, and both I could live over and over.
But, which one?