Have you ever wished someone an “adequate day”? Probably not. It doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue. But the more I think about it, the more I appreciate the simplicity of an average day—one where nothing exceptional happens. And honestly, that sounds like a relief.
Speaking for myself (but quietly guessing you might relate), I’ve been feeling more anxious and off-kilter this year—not that my life has ever been dull. I hate to bring up politics, but it’s impossible not to. The current administration is pushing policies that directly affect people I love—especially my child’s safety and access to care. Everything I’ve fought for is on the line.
This has become a season of chaos, heartbreak, and uncertainty. I’m not expecting fairy-tale endings. I just want a few days where nothing falls apart. No news alert that makes me panic. No phone call that makes me cry. Adequate sounds freaking amazing—a patch of calm in the storm. No earth-shattering crisis, no emotional rollercoaster. Just routine. Steady ground. A chance to breathe.
And here’s the twist: adequate days have a sneaky way of becoming great. Your favorite song plays just as you start the car. You hit every green light when you’re running late. A friend sends a text that makes you snort-laugh. Your dog looks at you like you’re the whole world just for grabbing the leash. These aren’t big moments, but they’re the ones that quietly shine.
When we’re always chasing the epic—or clawing our way through the wreckage—it’s hard to value the in-between. I’m not trying to sound like some Zen master preaching gratitude while everything’s on fire. But I finally get how those small, uneventful moments help you stay strong for whatever’s coming next. They ground you. They might even give you the energy to finally do the laundry.
So the next time someone asks how your day was, try saying, “Adequate.” Say it with pride. With gusto. Because right now, having an adequate day is nothing short of remarkable.
