Bad news: It’s cold enough here that I’ve had to turn the heat on again.
Good news: At least I’m not as uncomfortable as I was during last weekend’s 90-degree zoo trip.
Bad news: The post-Katrina traffic in Baton Rouge seems to be permanent and is still unbearable.
Good news: I had green lights all the way while I ran errands today.
Bad news: My sweet tooth hasn’t been satisfied in days now.
Good news: When I got to the bank, the Girl Scouts had a cookie booth set up outside.
Bad news: The line at the bank was long.
Good news: The lady in front of me was tapping her foot, wiggling, moving her lips, struggling really hard not to burst out singing along to the piped-in music of Gladys Knight’s “Midnight Train to Georgia.”
Bad news: A pretty little three-year-old pitched a howling temper tantrum at the bank.
Good news: It made all the adults in line (strangers of all ages and colors) smile and talk to each other.
Bad news: By the time I got out of the bank, the Girl Scouts were all out of Samoas and Thin Mints.
Good news: I tried a new kind of cookie, and it did the job.
Bad news: Last weekend I got the first rock chip in the windshield of my new car.
Good news: When I walked back to my car after visiting the cookie booth, a man from a glass company was working in the parking lot. He fixed my windshield in five minutes for $20.00.
Bad news: I haven’t done any of the laundry or housecleaning I intended to do today.
Good news: I don't care.
That's the good part about Mike not being here...I don't have to care about housework or cooking either!!! He has no expectations of either from me but he works so hard outside I still feel guilty if I haven't taken care of those things when he's here. Definitely one of the 'living alone' positives!
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it is always good to have good news, and that makes the bad , better
ReplyDeletei didnt realize you were in Louisiana. The good news is you survived Katrina. My goodness! How on earth did you do that. Sheshhh.
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