On Saturdays, I share three simple things that brought me happiness during the week. These posts may grow or change as time passes. Please feel free to share your own simple joys in the comments section!
Sorry that I’m posting later today than normal. I could make excuses, but they are the same excuses we all make when we are late 🙂
1. Laughing uncontrollably with college friends.
Last Saturday, I attended the wedding of two college friends. At the reception, I sat between two girls who lived on my hall when I was an RA. I am sure that anyone sitting across the room from us was annoyed by our obnoxious laughter and my weird expressions, but we had fun.
Mom hadn’t been to the outlet stores in over a decade, but she remembered the great bargains she had always found there. With the help of Google, she located the shops, and we set off in search of new shoes. Sadly, the past few decades saw the creation of a nearby factory outlet mall nearby, and Mom’s beloved shopping strip was deserted. We didn’t buy any shoes, but the quaint area was great for a few photographs.
I didn’t have to be at work until after 9 o’clock this morning, so I decided to take advantage of the extra time with an early morning run to Goodwill. Personally, weekday mornings are the best time to hit thrift shops. This is when you find fresh items, and you do not have to fight the crowds.
Today was a high-scoring day (I probably could have blown my whole paycheck, but I have decent self-control). The racks were full of awesome shoes, and there were a plethora in my size. Don’t worry; I reined myself in. I only bought 2 pairs–lightly used running shoes (my old New Balances are pretty beat) and a pair of Charlotte Russe peep toe pumps. The grand total? $8!!
The real steal of the day was left on the rack, however. Right there, amidst the 1990s chunky sneakers and beat up flip-flops, was a pair of Coach sneakers. I almost fainted. They fit! They matched the outfit I wore today! They were only $7! I was in heaven…until I further inspected them. They were pretty beat-up. The soles were raw, and the stitching was frayed. I put them back, reluctantly. I don’t know which is the greater crime: the fact that Coach shoes were only $7 or the fact that I didn’t buy them.