Just Being

So I always try to do unusual things, things I haven't done, go to places I've never been.
The other day I rang up my friend and I said 'Em, tomorrow we are going to Brighton.'
And she said. 'No. We are not. I really can't be bothered.'
Nobody else would go with me either, but I think that's because it was raining on the day before, and they assumed it would again be raining. England is lovely.
But anyway. The weather turned out to be really nice, and as a result I rang up the same friend and asked her if she could be bothered to come out for a picnic with me and my other friend Amy. She decided she could probably get out of bed. Thing is when she got here, we went to make sandwiches. Bread, butter and cheese. Thats all we needed. We just had butter. No bread and no cheese. So we had to go into town, buy some bread and cheese and walk home again. We did have a picnic in the park, and it was lovely. The most fun I've had in a long time because I hadn't seen either of my girls in a while.
It just got me thinking. We always try to find really exciting things to do, and that's great, but we can have so much fun with just us and some nice weather. Or some shit weather really. Snow day a couple of months ago was a hell of a lot of fun. Katie, Amy and I got up early and got the sledge out like little kids, and went knocking on people's doors at ridiculous times in the morning. We gathered a group and spent the day surfing on our sledges and making hot chocolate in my kitchen.
It's just the little things in life. Lying under my desk talking on the phone, Singing really loudly in the car, doing homework with my friends. They just make me so happy I'd really rather be there with them than on a ride at Thorpe Park or playing games on Brighton Pier.