- Finishing a really stupendous book. It means my hours invested in that book were not wasted, AND it means I get to start another book. (The book in question: Love and Biology at the Center of the Universe, by Jennie Shortridge. It had its flaws, certainly, but I liked to read about a heroine who is flawed and relateable.) (Even if you’d never read this book, just LOOK at it. It’s one of my favorite covers ever. I love the font, the design of the title and the author, the simple and beautiful pink table, the lonely little latte that looks oh-so-happy with itself.)
- Going to Target with three items on a list and walking out $50 later. OK, that’s not awesome, but when part of that $50 is spent on a gift for an event where you were flying clueless? Oh, yes.
- A clean apartment.
- A warm day, a town full of antique stores, a willing boyfriend and a slew of amazing finds.
- My girl friends.