Falling in Love over Almond Milk

It’s Wednesday.  It’s your ordinary, middle of the week, kind of day.  Chad left to go help his Dad at work early this morning.  I took my time getting up and getting moving.  The dog decided to laze around for hours.  It’s your average Wednesday.  As I got up this morning to start my day, nothing felt different or special.  I sat on my computer catching up on a few tasks and making my way through some work with my first cup of coffee.

I worked on cleaning up around the house a little, folding laundry, and slowly put myself together for the day.  When I went back down to the kitchen and started making my coffee, I made it same exact way I always make my coffee.    Half a pack of Truvia in the bottom my cup, a breakfast blend K cup, topped off with almond milk and a quick stir.   Everything was the same.

It was when I went to grab the almond milk out of the fridge that my heart skipped a beat.

You see, Chad went to the grocery store yesterday.  I was so grateful that he was willing to tackle that task yesterday.  Trying to go to the grocery store myself would have meant either leaving way earlier than I wanted to or getting home far later than I wanted and would have meant skipping my work out for the day.  Chad gave me the gift of time yesterday by offering to go to the store and tackling our rather large grocery list.   I was so thankful when I came home yesterday to find that he had not only gone to the grocery store but also picked up everything on the list, grabbed things he knew we needed that weren’t on the list, planned for dinners for the week and picked up the necessary ingredients, put everything away, and was working on dinner.  I could have cried I was so happy.   By doing that he gave me the opportunity to relax and go for a run after which we had a great night eating a meal we had prepared together.

This morning was back to being just another Wednesday until I reached for the almond milk.  Behind it, I noticed one of the items Chad had picked up from the list was another half gallon of almond milk. I was elated when I saw it!! It wasn’t the fact that he had picked up something on the list itself, but the fact that it was the right kind.  HE GOT THE RIGHT KIND OF ALMOND MILK!!!  

This might seem like an absurd thing to get so excited about, but do you know how many kinds of almond milk there are???  Sweetened, unsweetened, flavored, original, etc.  The brand itself doesn’t matter to me, but I always go with the original unsweetened.   Not only have I never asked him to pick up almond milk before, he also doesn’t use the almond milk himself.  It’s usually all for me.  What that means is that he has been listening to me and paying attention to those little details.  It’s not the fact that he picked up almond milk or went to the grocery store, but the notion that he got the right kind and without needing to ask.   That’s what made me fall in love with my best friend all over again. 

The almond milk was a strange little reminder that he is always looking out for me and my preferences and that he’s thinking about me.   Grand gestures aren’t the ones that get me the most.  It’s the little reminders that I am married to someone who loves me more than I could possibly imagine and who cares about the little stupid things like what kind of almond milk I prefer. 

The little things are the ones that matter.  They are the moments that make life so wonderful and that fill me with joy every day.  The little things are the ones I want to share more of.

You may have noticed I’ve been away from the blog for a while and there’s been a lack of new content.  Over the past several months, there have been some huge shifts in my personal and business life that have left me unsure how to continue with this site and have left me little time to really work toward any ideas I’ve had.  I’ve been a little lost as to where to go, but all while knowing that I didn’t want to let On A Good Note simply fade away.  The almond milk moment this morning made me not only fall in love with my husband all over, but made me fall in love with the idea of sharing these moments with you.  So, to sum it all up, this page is headed in a different direction and I’m so in love with the idea of sharing new things with you.   

It’s going to look a little different and there’s going to be a shift away from my original content, but what I am going to be sharing are more of the little things (and big moments) that help me live life to the fullest and the things that help me end my day On a Good Note. 🙂

I’d love to hear about some of the little things and good notes that you cherish or that help you get through your day.

Until next time,

Katey

I Can’t Believe We Finally Moved!

When I graduated with a degree in Music Therapy, I had no idea what my job prospects would be.  I moved to Central Illinois to be with my now husband, Chad, and we settled down in an apartment in Lincoln, Il.  Within my first week as a grad, I started a 4-hour a week position with St. John’s Children’s hospital in Springfield, Il.  I didn’t mind the 40-minute drive because it was only once a week.

After two months of only working one day a week, it was time to search for more work. I reached out to Rachel Rambach to let her know I was a new MT in the area.  She excitedly responded and offered me a contract position with Music Therapy Connections and, overnight, my company, On A Good Note, was born.  As I continued to look for other opportunities in Lincoln and moved into a house.

I quickly grew the both positions with St. John’s and Music Therapy Connections, and was driving to clients homes all around the Springfield area 4 days a week, plus taking weekend trips into Springfield for events and family gatherings.  In two years I managed to put 50,000 miles on my car for work alone.  As the weeks went on this schedule seemed to be getting more and more complicated and tiring.

Almost 18 months ago, Rachel and I sat down and the idea for merging companies and forming and LLC was born.  We found a space, grew our practice and began talking about new opportunities.  Even though I wasn’t driving to clients’ homes any longer, I was making a 50+ minute commute to and from our office. There were night I wouldn’t get home until 9 or 10 pm and then would still have more work to do!

SO, this weekend we finally made the move!  With the help of wonderful family and friends, Chad and I got moved into a beautiful home in Springfield.  IMG_0072No longer will there be a commute.  No longer will I have any students at my house. No longer will I have to strategically plan my errands around days I work in Springfield.  And I couldn’t be more excited!

IMG_0087There’s a lot of work to do at the new (but very OLD) house, but nothing we can’t tackle!  If you’ve missed my regular posts recently, you now know why.  We’ve been packing, cleaning, moving, unpacking, doing more cleaning, etc.  Hopefully, I have more pictures in the near future when we get everything in order!

 

IMG_0092And of course Rachel Jane (our beautiful dog) is settling in splendidly!!