An incomplete list of things I get excited about in my 40’s:
When the grocery store ad switches over on Wednesdays.
Garbage Day.
Free birthday food.
Freshly painted lines on roads.
Having a venmo balance.
Any sign that my kids actually like me.
An extra chicken nugget in the box.
Uninterrupted showers.
New slippers.
Community dumpsters on my street.
Birds.
Good parking spots.
New notebooks.
Clean counters.
The progress of growing a garden.
Cutting wrapping paper and having the scissors do the glidey thing.
Getting to put out a new bottle of hand soap.
Freshly sharpened pencils.
Non-crowded stores.
Finishing a puzzle.
Successfully plucking all the chin hairs.
Good hair days (heck, I’m even fine with mediocre hair days).
Green lights.
Heating pads.
When gas prices go down after choosing to wait one more day to fill up.
Finding what I need at the thrift store.
Knowing every verse to a hymn and not having to crack open the book.
Coupons.
New pens or Sharpies.
Completing a Soduku without errors.
Having all the jars seal.
When my favorite pants are clean.
Grocery delivery.
Single file lines that filter to the next available register.
Finding a recipe that’s a “keeper.”
Taking off the bra.
Alone time in my house.
Ibuprofen kicking in.
Getting my monthly percentage back on my Mastercard.
Stains coming out.
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