The Little Things

I slept very late this morning, which was delightful. But let me tell you some good things about yesterday:

The River Hill High School graduation went without a hitch and my husband got to celebrate with his students and school community. He followed this up by going to the ballgame and the Orioles won.

I don’t know how I can top that.

I did manage a bit of venturing out myself, taking a bag of old jeans to the denim recycling drive at Mom’s Organic Market. I will have to go back soon because they have totally redone that store since the last time I was there and it is gorgeous. (Yes, that shopping center counts as being “on the other side of town” for me.)

But my real reason for being there was to have my first “noodling around” adventure at the Dollar Tree, post-vaccination. I honestly don’t spend a ton of money there. Well, I guess that’s the point. Let me rephrase that. I don’t usually buy a ton of items there. I just enjoy doing what my mother called “noodling around.” I guess other people classify that as “browsing.” Considering my health over the last year, noodling around now counts as legitimate exercise. I spent about eleven dollars on mostly useful things, got a idea for a craft, and saw a man walking a tiny white dog whose paws, ears, and tail had been colored a pale shade of pink.

I’d say that was a pretty successful work-out.

The day ended with my daughter and I ordering dinner from our neighborhood reliable standby: PizzaMan. (They deliver.) Probably the high point for me was briefly registering an oxygen level of 97, although visiting Dollar Tree was a close second.

It’s the little things.

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