I mean, I could write about how this time last week I was just discovering that my bank account had been hacked and all my money taken.
Or I could write about how last Thursday afternoon when I made a quick run up to the library to exchange the books I finished for some new one on my TBR list I discovered that maintenance had come early to fulfill my request to move some very heavy bookshelves for me...and moved the wrong ones, along with placing ALL the books from those shelves on every table in the library (they didn't call me. they didn't call me. they didn't call me.)
Maybe I should discuss my problems focusing on finishing up the comics class I'm taking through the Smithsonian Institute online since my 6-year-old is not doing day camp this week.
Or, I could write a follow-up post from my last one on the progress (or lack thereof) I am making on Konmari-ing my home.
I could tell you how awesome my bank is. I mean seriously---they held my hand as we walked through fixing the problem so I didn't have a complete breakdown over this unpleasant incident. They even expedited the investigation so that my bank account is totally FIXED today, y'all. I had a celebratory hash brown this morning I was so thrilled!
Maybe I could write about how sweet the maintenance guys were to CALL me and MEET me up at my library today once they learned it was messed up so they could fix the shelf situation. I could tell you how we all have had those moments and how grateful I am that I was able to handle this situation with a tinge of grace & mercy because Lord knows I need loads of grace & mercy headed in my direction on the regular.
Or I could tell you about how I have the most supportive and patient friends and family EVER. None of them ever let on that my near-constant texts/emails/shared Google docs regarding my hey which do you think is the better super villain name? over the past few days as I sweated to get this DONE ever frustrated them in the least. And my 6-year-old? She always knows when I need a snuggle break & mustache sticker laughter. (and the class was so, so, SO much fun!)
I guess I could also let you in on my Konmari-ing update, too, huh? WELL...I can see the floor in my closet now (okay, this is a HUGE deal) and the bags and boxes to be given away are literally filling up HALF OF MY LIVING ROOM. This is the most REAL progress I've made in simplifying EVER and it feels fantastic even if the going is slow.
Keep on keeping on, folks. The glass---whether it is half-empty or half-full can ALWAYS be refilled.
I choose JOY.