As I looked at the Thanksgiving holiday, there were a few things I wanted to get but funds wouldn't permit it. On Tuesday, I came home and here was another unremarkable letter in the mail. It had been mailed just the day before, from the south suburban area. That's a ruse, for sure, as I was in the south suburban area for business so it's easy to find a mailbox.
I really hadn't been thinking about the mysterious sender. It had been awhile since he or she had benefited me. Kind of "out of sight, out of mind". And it's not, anymore, like I am so desperate, I'm skipping meals or wondering from whom I can borrow $20 for gas until the next pay day. I've been there. Now, I cruise along sort of enjoying the scenery. I am convinced I will never be where I was before the bank idiocy but I have learned to live with it. There's a lot to be said for mac and cheese versus steak and bakers.
Life has other plans. Suddenly, viola. They are back and I have a smile from ear to ear and I realize that it's been awhile since I was joyful. This was joy.
So, Wednesday, after work, I headed over to Target and got a few things to make this holiday weekend a bit better. Whoever you are, thank you. Your kindness is phenomenal and it always seems to come when I can use a pick me up.
Beverage: Coca-Cola
Deb
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