I went camping with Noah and the Farmer’s Daughter last week. It was quite easily ranked up there as two of the best days of my life.
When I got home, I was tired and absolutely covered in grime. I kicked my shoes off and couldn’t help but think, oh, that is the best feeling in the world. Then I took a shower and couldn’t help but think, no, this is the best feeling in the world.
And as I stood in that hot steamy water, I started making a mental list of all the best feelings ever.
I came up with 21, and here they are. From #21 all the way down to #1, in the order that I think they really are the best feelings in the world.
OMG that feels so good.
When you’re desperate to get to the bathroom, and you don’t know if you’ll make it, and you’re running, and jumping over obstacles, and cursing, and praying, and…
you make it…
Not much beats that.
The longer, the better.
Something about knowing that no gross-no-no-yucky-yuck has ever touched them…
It’s like it’s free money that you can go spend on anything you want and not feel the slightest bit guilty for.