Today was probably my best day since we moved here.
To tell you the truth? I’ve been so stressed since moving. I feel like I’ve been holding my breath for over a month. Been afraid to unpack boxes, even. I dare even say it. I was beginning to think (and haven’t completely ruled it out yet) that maybe my insanity wasn’t so funny anymore and that I was dropping into a mild depression.
But today something changed a bit. And it was mainly because three different people made me feel special. Aside from Howard who usually goes out of his way to make me feel special everyday but you know…is it really because he feels that way or is it because he’s just trying to keep me from going over the deep end? I’ll ponder that later.
There is one elder here who just brightens my day because he’s always friendly and often makes kissy faces at me to make me laugh. So today he calls me and says:
“Sweetheart, did you guys get any Diet Coke?”
“No Joeb (that’s his name by the way), we sure didn’t.”
“Well can you call me when it comes in?”
“I sure can.”
“I love you.”
“Um well honey I love you too!”
And then tonight as I was locking up, another customer named Conrad who’s maybe about Howard’s age and one of the nicest guys we’ve met so far, was leaving and being the super polite professional that I am said:
“Bye Conrad, have a good night”
To which he replied:
“Bye Beautiful, you too!”
Two in one day? I was already lighter on my feet. Then.
About five minutes later, a local named Doreen called and asked if I could come to the door and get something warm if she drove it over.
I told her I certainly could and a few minutes later (we all live within a mile of each other, what do you expect from an isolated village?) she arrived with hot, fried doughboys with raisins in them.
I thanked her profusely and she said:
“You deserve it, you guys work so hard!”
Three ya’ll. I am walkin’ on air. Maybe tonight I’ll unpack just one box to celebrate. We’ll see.