My joy has taken a turn for the alcoholic. Friday night we had friends over and the vodka flowed like a pure mountain stream in early spring. It was a fun night.
Yesterday, perhaps in penance, I spent hours cleaning out my children’s closets, toy bins and the three hundred purses they have acquired over the years and stuffed with a mind-boggling array of crap. Here are just a few things a young lady must have in her purse: a price tag for an article of clothing, a rock, a 2-inch piece of red yarn, used gum, a bottle cap, and a pedometer.
The cleaning process was not at all fun. The joyful part was looking at 8 bags of clothing and toys plus one huge box of books that will collect dust somewhere else from now on. I feel like I’ve lost weight!
For today’s joy jolt, I plan to smile at (while meeting the eye of) at least 25 strangers. Too often, I look away out of shyness or the general disconnectedness of hyper-connectivity I keep reading about on the Interwebs.
No more! At least for today.