In a Rut, with Gratitude

For our anniversary I bought candy and flowers and reserved dinner at a nice restaurant. It sounds boring, but other gifts and experiences had been attempted with a marked lack of success. She seemed happy with the evening.

In fact I've come to appreciate boring. There are enough changes that arrive unbidden. It's nice to be in a rut, to have some aspects of life that are routine and reliable and for which the actions taken produce the same result (see, I'm not insane).

The goal of life just may be--not to complete a to-do list of successes or even to find happiness--but to accept how it all turned out.