The Little Things.

its the little things in life that get me up...or down. the entire world could be crumbling beneath me and i could handle it. but its the guy who cuts me off, printer not working, not having a dishwasher, one shoe on the floor...things that get me REALLY upset. BUT, on the flip side. the little things like someone holding a door, someone allowing you to go first in a grocery line because they have half the store on the conveyor belt and you've got a soda and bag of chips.

so...today.

We got a notice that our landlord was going to be on the premises and we needed to make sure our patios were cleaned up. well...we have about 6 bags of cans and bottles in our back porch. so...i get home from school and realize i need to get rid of these. so i put them in Whitney's car(step 1-removal of cans) some of these bags had been there since Syd, Eric, and Lauren visited(obviously we wait till we've got a good amount of cans to get us a good amount of cash) so...i muster up the drive to DRIVE to good ole' albertsons and return the cans.(step 2-actually returning cans) 30 minuts later(because its the kind where you have to put each can in individually...LAME) I'm walking up to the check out, and i pass a rack of french and garlic bread that smells INCREDIBLE. i look at the price(i was planning on making spaghetti anyways, so why not get some good bread to go along with it.) I had forgot, Albertsons bakes fresh bread daily at 4pm. it was 4:30...still warm. :sigh:...i grabbed a loaf for 1.89 and headed home. Sat down, ripped off the end grabbed a plate and mixed up some olive oil and vinegar and had my own little Italian snack. of course, NOT being 21(which I've found makes me socially retarded) instead of sipping on a wonderful glass of wine with my bread, i had a Gatorade bottle refilled with water...ahhhh...yes....life is good.