Measuring happiness with measuring spoons.

Some days (not very often) I have the opportunity to cook and bake and try new recipes (lots of new recipes). I use every single measuring spoon, measuring cup, mixing bowl, spatula, pot and pan in my kitchen. I have a giant mountain of mess at the end of it all and a bunch of (hopefully) delicious food to eat. And I am so very very happy.

Some days I measure happiness by how many measuring spoons I use. If I were my own best friend I would tell myself to have those days more often. They bring me a lot of joy and feed my soul for days to come. Do you have something like that which you love to do? Do you make the time to do it often enough?