During the next seven weeks, I will list seven things that I'm grateful/glad/fangirly about, each time I'm annoyed/disappointed/discouraged. Or just if I feel like it. (And I will do my best to not repeat anything I was grateful for the first time I did this; that's what makes it tougher, this time around.)
1. Forgiveness. And you know who you are.
2. Ruffles cheddar and sour cream crisps. (Yum.)
3. My experience working at that horrid bank -- it's made me a better customer, even when I am stupid enough to go to Home Depot on a Saturday afternoon and then wait for half an hour in the cashier's line.
4. The Oz books, which were the first fantasy books I read, and pretty much determined my taste in books from there on.
5.
Stephen Fry. And it's all
lettybird's fault, bless her sweet heart.
6. Benni, who taught me how to dress.
7. George Lucas, for making up Star Wars.
Though for the record, I'm not depressed or down today; I just felt like doing this meme again.
We have one of those five-gallon Arrowhead water bottles, which we've been filling with our spare change over the last year. It was closer to empty than full, but Mom suggeted that we use the money to help buy her Disneyland pass, which we still haven't bought yet. (No time!) So I sent her to the bank yesterday with a list of how many of each kind of coin wrapper we needed (or so I thought). Then I sat down at the table, put a Jeeves and Wooster DVD in, and started counting coins.
Over $100 (and this doesn't include the quarters, since I just dumped those into the laundry crock) and three DVDs later, I ran out of coins that I still had wrappers for. I ran out of penny wrappers halfway through the counting, and while I don't know the monetary value, I estimate that I have almost two liters of pennies that still need to be counted and wrapped. I also ran out of nickel wrappers, but I doubt I have more than $10 worth of them left unwrapped.
So I didn't clean the pantry as I'd wanted, but I was still productive. By the time I finished wrapping coins, I was tired, so I took a nap and then went to Home Depot for garden stuff. Came home and went to work outside around sunset. Mom's very excited about how the garden looks; I weeded again, spread newspaper over the dirt, and tucked some edging stones inside the edge of the dirt patch. Then I spread a layer of mulch over the newspaper. Grandma Pearl (Dad's mom; Mom's mom is Grandma Betty) left a huge rock collection after she died, and I'll be taking some of her rocks and spreading them over the mulch. It looks really nice now, so I'm anxious to get the rocks in from the garage.
My eyes are refusing to focus, so I think that means it's time for bed. Good night, all.