Today we sold some boxes of flooring we didn't need on Craigslist and were able to buy FIVE beautiful bookcases (also from Craigslist) for what we sold the flooring for: $200 total. Each bookcase is worth about $260 new. Couldn't pass them by. We bought them from an advertising company that went out of business because their home builder client went bankrupt! So sad to hear about the bad times people are experiencing, but thrilled for getting a super deal because like everyone, we are short of $.
We're also getting ready for Easter next week with our grandson: egg coloring, baskets, egg hunt, Easter dinner. Can't wait.
I wish I lived on a farm and had chickens. We thought of having them here in the city for eggs, but our dogs would give them cardiac arrest, I'm sure. We'll get our veggie garden started next week, I hope.
In moving boxes of flooring, I found a box of books that belonged to my mother. One was a small book of stories called "Five Cents Worth of Skim Milk" and the subtitle was something like "a collection of boyhood stories during the Depression."
I've read a couple of the stories, and they really do remind me of current times and the desperation some people are feeling. My mother was born the year the stock market crashed and the Great Depression started. Yet she never, ever acted like she was raised in the Depression. She was always an elegant woman and never acted like we were lacking in anything, even when we were. In fact, the title of that little book refers to the author's joy in having a glass of cold milk during the Depression. I guess that epitomized my mother's attitude about life -- she appreciated each and every little thing and found joy in it. I'm going to try to start doing that and stop worrying about everything.
That's it.