We bought furniture. Speaking of things you didn’t see coming, you must watch this all the way to the end.
This morning, I opened an envelope at work and found something totally unexpected: a thank you note from the family we collected for during the unnamed university’s anti-hunger project. We have not had any contact with the families and worked with the understanding that our efforts helped people we won’t know, but here was an adorable drawing in the hand of a tiny artist of five snowmen with initials of family members. My icy heart melted. Later, because I am a conniving thinkerizer, I cornered the head of the libraries and told her all about it in heart-rending detail until I was sure she would never allow anyone to cancel the project.
The food pantry was shopping for freezers and I volunteered to do the footwork. At the same time, putting weight on my right leg at all became painful, so my new theme song has been anything in my vocal range with all lyrics replaced by breathy, “Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow ow.” It sounds remarkably festive and smutty with Christmas carols, but my claim to fame is belting out Wham! hits in hardware aisles all across Central Jersey. Tonight, I turned in my shopping results and put my feet up.
I’m almost ready for my next act.