Tonight I was too comfortable to get up. I was in a serious comfort zone and there was no way I was going to get up and write a post about this subject without fulling enjoying it's possibilities. I had on Mark's jammie pants, a giant hoodie that could fit two of me in it, a bowl of warm popcorn on my lap, a cozy quilt, a warm husband by my side and the best cushy-can't-get-out-of-it-couch ever. It only took me a few minutes of enjoying this before I had fallen blissfully asleep.
That doesn't happen to me much. I take it back...the falling asleep part on the comfy couch -yes, but normally I am passed out in my work out clothes (shoes included) with a pile of wrinkly laundry by my side that is half way folded and the TV blaring something obnoxious. Not exactly what I was describing before.
Definitions of Comfort
A state of being relaxed and feeling no pain - Yup...that was me!
A feeling of freedom from worry or disappointment - Finally had about an hour of this.
Consolation: the act of consoling; giving relief in affliction - Does it count if Mark was doing this just by sitting by me instead of off doing business in another state?
Ease: a freedom from financial difficulty that promotes a comfortable state - It's cold outside but our home is warm and safe. I feel blessed to be where I am.
Satisfaction or physical well-being provided by a person or thing - That couch and popcorn was sure helping out a lot.
Give moral or emotional strength to - Somebody did that for me today by easing a burden. Thank you!
Quilt: bedding made of two layers of cloth filled with stuffing and stitched together - I mentioned the quilt. Who else loves that this is in the definition?
Lessen pain or discomfort; alleviate; "ease the pain in your legs"- Well I wasn't on my feet which seem to hurt always and I wasn't having to use my hands which hurt too these days.
So you see...I was experiencing it all minus a good comfy pair of slippers. I should have put on my favorite slippers.
We had a big week here. Lots of food, guests, places to be, shopping, church programs to write, laundry, painting and a house to take care of. I think it all stopped tonight around 7 pm and I took advantage of that...sorry for the late entry. Our week was fun and crazy and enjoyable but not super comfortable. I seem to ache for comfort some days and tonight I was happy to have lived like this.
What's your go to comfort? Do you have days when you reach for your husbands clothes, hoping for a break from a waistband or a shirt that hugs you too close? Is it a food? A person? Tell me! Tell me! Tell me! Who doesn't want new ways to find comfort.