Today, an excruciatingly long 13.5 hour day, was the longest day yet. I came home absolutely exhausted and crabbier than ever.
Then I got my mail.
It's not usually all that exciting to get my mail. Most of the time it's full of junk mail and offers for credit cards (which I consider junk mail, too.)
A few weeks back I had written a check and taken it with me to pay my massage therapist. When I got to her office, the check had vanished. Like completely and utterly gone. I was baffled as I dumped the contents of my purse out in the lobby looking for the check that I had written only minutes before. As I've been a long standing client, she had no problem with me paying next time, but I was still annoyed. I searched my car, my house, retraced my steps walking from house to car to business. Nothing.
It contained my first real smile in weeks. A complete stranger found the check I had written and instead of ignoring it or throwing it away, they mailed it to me with a note.
A small act of kindness from a complete stranger..... maybe things are going to start looking up??