Not the bad kind, but the good kind were you just stop at some point during the day and say "Wow, this has been a pretty damn good day!" I've had that day.
I'm packing tonight for a girl's weekend in Baltimore (which would make me smile through many ills). I have great shows to watch on my DVR. My family and I are healthy, my husband and I have jobs. My errands went off without a hitch today and no one cut me off in traffic. I had a check ready at the consignment shop and I got a cashback rebate from my credit card that I wasn't expecting.
I know it's a cliche', but it really *is* the little things. It's taken me a long time to realize that, and I sometimes still lose sight of it, so I'm going to celebrate when I really feel it.
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