Country Mouse VS. City Mouse Relaxation is Bliss. Escaping the family is Bliss. Snow covered mountains with sleepy valleys and icy rivers are bliss. Spending a languid evening floating from a good mexican restaurant to an evening in a natural hot springs is really Blissful. And even better when its lightly snowing, creating a misty white dome over your head. Waking up to a fresh chilly morning surrounded by a peaceful snow covered world is Blissfully relaxing. Especially when a very happy Stefan is already up and building a fire in the old fashioned pot-bellied stove. Hanging out with a friend so old that you were at each other's birth respectively (me prenatal - he in swaddling clothes) is also Blissfully uncomplicated. And best of all I have three weeks of this ahead of me.
Even the city mouse is in a state of Bliss.
Oddly, the only tiny edge of stress is in thinking up something special to do for our two year anniversary. Any suggestions?