Two little things happened in passing over this week. One was I said to my girlfriend that I wished she would have told me she going to be near the mall the other day because I needed some cheap swim goggles from Five Below or something. The second thing was her saying she would be out again because we needed a hair dryer and me saying that I love the one our friend Anne has but I didn't know the make or model.
I returned home tonight after being out of the apartment all weekend to find a new hairdryer, swim goggles, and a greeting card on the bed. But it wasn't just any hairdryer. it was the exact one that I liked. Plus instead of the florescent, crappy, uncomfortable goggles I would have bought for myself, I got foo foo, pink-tinted, latex-free, Speedo ones. Now this experience has me looking at the world with rose-colored glasses both figuratively and literally.
The little things she did all turned out to be big tings. To be heard, to be supported, to have someone go the extra mile, and to end up with presents at the end? All this happened to put a perfect button on the end of my weekend. That's a big deal.