Neighborhood soccer, 2013
Because major successes don't come every day, and because sometimes life can be frustrating, it's a good idea to celebrate little victories.
I haven't overeaten today. Yet.
I got new shoes! Cute sandals. I mean rully, rully cute.
The other day I was forced, forced, to restock Camelot & Vine at Vroman's, because they had sold out. Vroman's is Pasadena's largest independent bookstore, second only to Powell's in the western U.S. If you are the person who bought that last book, please don't tell me. I want to think it was purchased by someone I don't know.
(The above link is weird. Apparently someone has gathered web information about me and put it in a book. Good luck selling that, pal. That'll be your little victory.)
I'm not getting very far building my voice-over booth in the garage, but I did buy the carpet remnant for the floor.
John and I have been walking every night after it cools off. (Not in my new sandals.)
Boz is still here, and he still enjoys eating, pooing and neighborhood soccer.
There are more, but you get the idea. It's like counting your blessings. Once you start, you think of more.
What are your little victories?