We rearranged our living room and I love it. We grocery shopped and now I have a fridge full of yummy wholesome foods, including avocados I purchased for $1.49 each (screw you, Valu-Market, and your $2.69 bullshit). There are fresh sheets on the bed. There are clean pants folded, and clean shirts and socks and undies are drying on high heat. There's a mystery involving Netflix and the Blu-ray player, but that'll be worked out in time. Jimi made a delicious dinner (mashed taters, steak and onions and peppers in a A-1-inspired gravy), and we've got a freezer full of ice cream treats thanks to my splurge/binge shopping trip last night. Finn's leg seems to have improved with the help of a baby aspirin, a massage, a doggy ice cream, and a walk.
The world is fine, the world is good; in my little slice at least. For now.
It's more than enough, and I'm thankful for every little piece of it.