Basking in the Mundane


This morning, I had jury duty, which meant a manic start to my day. I woke early, washed my hair, did a little long overdo preening and dusted off my only pair of heels. Nope not even I will show up in front of a judge dressed inappropriately ( by inappropriate, I mean, wearing my worn out old flip flops and less than respectable attire šŸ™‚ I had to be there by 8 am.

Mind you, my husband and I share a car, that just happened to be loaded down with merchandise, folding display tables, tied down to the roof. I call it going in style, “Beverly Hillbilly” style. But it doesn’t phase my husband a bit. He calls it taking care of business.

So he decided to drive me in to town, the main reason being we don’t need any accidents and I panic when my views are obstructed while driving AND just in case I was to be stuck there all day, he wouldn’t be stuck without the car because, our time at the thrift store in running short and he is still doing his best to get the ‘best stuff’ moved into a spare room at home for safe keeping which means he is running back and forth a bit.

Once we were out the door and going with the flow of traffic of others going about their Monday, I don’t know, it felt almost normal, which made me feel almost normal. Dare I say, it was nice to be out and about, being productive even if it WAS only to report for jury duty. Being the first in the jury pool, I was among the first to be excused. It took me all of ten minutes to do my civic deed.

I exited the building much happier then when I entered, to find my husband parked right out front.

I still had to go to the far end of town to cash a check. It was too early so we went to McDonalds and had a cup of coffee and waited for the bank to open at nine. Without an account, they would not cash it in the drive thru which opened a bit earlier.

Again, the simple act of going about our day, lingering over a hot cup of coffee, people watching, chatting with others who sat nearby, running mundane little errands, walking into a bank, nicely dressed- even if I wasn’t an account holder —– Simply made me happy. There’s no other way to explain it.

On our way back through town, we stopped at Save-a-lot where I bought a $4 roast, 2) 12 oz rolls of ground turkey, and a package of brocoli normandy. All for less than a $10 bill. Save-a-lot is having a 10 for $10 dollar sale.

Awww, the simple pleasures.

Once home, I kicked off my heels and contained the dog while Ron unloaded the car and then headed back to the store.

I got back online to deal with some correspondence and as you can see, a bit of redecorating. šŸ™‚

Ron just arrived home with another load and even while he toils away, I see a calm in him that I haven’t seen awhile. Even the dog who would normally be bouncing off walls with all the activity, lies quietly on the cool kitchen floor watching intently as her human moves in and out of the house.

Such a stark contrast to even a week ago. šŸ™‚

No, we are not out of the woods by far , but a burden has been lifted and so has the mood around here. Thanks to several of you .

I wanted to share these sentiments and even a slice of our day. No. it doesn’t take much to make me happy, I know! HA! But, today was especially good for a Monday. šŸ™‚

Wait! Scratch that! I just found the blister on my baby toe ! Argggh! šŸ˜‰

3 responses to “Basking in the Mundane

  1. A lovely tone to this blog Cheryl. Happy to hear you felt good about things this morning.

    I had a thought, that you more than likely already have considered. What about selling some of your shop merchandise on ebay or craigslist?

  2. Thanks, yes . I feel pretty hopeful over the past couple of days . Also thanks for the suggestions… šŸ™‚ In answer to your questions . I have used Ebay in the past but no longer after they changed policies in the last year making it even harder to get paid. . I use Craigslist pretty regularly too, use Ebay classifieds and have an Etsy store for some of the vintage items that bring on more than a few bucks. I have sold a few things there over the past 6 months or so. . šŸ™‚

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