The old one decided that I was excited by everything and coined the term,” excited by air” in his late teens. It’s true. I am very easily excited, distracted, and excited by the same thing all over again. I can be in the middle of an existential crisis when a butterfly will flutter by or I will see a turtle slide off of a log and suddenly the world will be right again. I am forever looking for the bright side while being irreverent and bawdy about the darker side of things. I am attracted to dichotomies. I love that my wife appears staunch and butch, but has a silly side and a delicious girly giggle. I get excited by Christmas lights that remind me of the ones on my grandparents’ porch. I love hanging stockings and buying presents, wrapping them and the faces of the recipients when I have gotten something that they really like. I delight in cooking food that warms the heart and feeds the soul. Figuring out how to do something difficult or new will often send me into a bouncing fit that is accompanied by clapping hands and a silly song ( sometimes Dora the Explorer’s famous “I did it! I did it ! Hurray!”) Puppies and kittens or pictures of puppies or kittens or videos of puppies or kittens can overtake my being and I dissolve into oohs and squeals. Getting things done makes me remarkably pleased. Getting to check something off on a to do list dots my I’s and crosses my t’s. Little kindnesses, physical or verbal can set my mood right in no time. I love a “Good Dori” as much as a pat on the back, a hug, a phone call from an old friend, a returned text or Facebook message, a funny meme sent, or a piece of snail mail. One would think that I had enough stuff, but ordering from Wish or Amazon means I can avoid the mall and have the pleasure of opening the front door to a box with contents to be determined.
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