But then a lot of things cheered me up.
Wow. Am I a storyteller or what?
Anyway, I thought I'd borrow a page from Karen and list my happy things. But the thing is, when I do that, I notice that the things that cheer me up are a little weird:
- Smelling the hyacinths mixed in with the daffodil beds as I walked out the door from work.
- Still seeing afternoon light even though it was after seven.
- Adorable neighbors saying hello as I got home.
- Unfreezing the DVD player after I was afraid it had eaten the putrid Ryan Reynolds DVD out of spite.
- Learning that I am to be the recipient of the Best Bridesmaid Gift Ever, the Ryan Reynolds Box Set, a threat/promise on which Maria cannot renege even if it has to be made with a shoebox and Scotch tape and a Sharpie.
- Turning on the TV to see Andy pitching (yes, of course the TV was left on YES).
- Realizing I don't need to make or decorate any more cookies for a little while.
- Watching Jon Stewart talk about being bitter, elitist and from western Pennsylvania.
- Making rice and beans for supper.
- Bailing on working out in favor of curling up for a geriatrically early bedtime.