The little triumphs that come with a seemingly long week cannot be dismissed. For example, Charlie will finally look at me when I call his name.
Not only that, but I rocked a trip to Big Lots yesterday, and came out of there with all of my needs for less than $20. Did I ever tell you how much I love Big Lots? Sure, it smells funny in there. Sure, you don’t know how long the Little Debbie’s cakes have been sitting on their shelves. Sure, if you buy a kid a birthday present there, it will surely break before you leave the party. Still, I get great pleasure out of saving money.
And finally. I have an amazing stack of books by my bedside table right now. I get giddy with excitement to open them each night. I finished Gone Girl and am halfway through This is How You Lose Her.
People, I cannot tell you how happy this makes me.
Not as happy as overlooking the bad smells at Big Lots for a good deal, and not as happy as having Charlie finally look my way again. But still, pretty darn happy.