This morning, the day was quickly becoming one of "those" days. Numerous things, all minor, were piling up and making me miserable. I called my husband to whine, while driving through the slushly, nasty snow. I vented, and whined, and was not as nice as I could have been. Then I called my mom, and whined to her. I finally got to work, and I whined to my co-workers.
And then, I got a phone call to come to the front desk for a delivery.
My hubby had sent me these...
And suddenly, the day was brighter.
Now, we just need to remember to put in our request for the beach house in July, and life will be better.