The less said about yesterday, the better. Tim slipped away while I was talking to Cara on the phone to finish the painting. It's going to be a long time before he trusts me with a paint brush again.
The day started out with a flurry of messages from the kids wishing me a Happy Mother's day. I had a leisurely morning to myself. William was picked up to spend the day with his mom, something that he was looking quite forward to. Tim went off to church.
After Tim got home from church, we went to Goodwill. He was looking for a belt. I didn't really need anything. $23 later....
Tim found his belt right off and he was much pleased with it. It was a good sturdy working man brand. I was just ambling, looking, seeing what they had.
I had a large crock pot when the kids were home. I needed it. When it fizzled, I simply replaced it with a small pot. For Tim and I it was really all we need. Except the small pot is not big enough for a roast with vegetables on the side, etc, so I've been missing my big crock pot. This is a Cuisinart 6 quart multicooker. It was in perfect condition. It sells for about $100 new. It was on the shelf for $4.99. In the cart it went.
I felt like quite the luckiest person in the world, but the day was not done. I saw a pair of Adidas sneakers. They showed no sign of being worn. The thing was, they were marked as a size 7. William wears a size 4. Studying the shoe, I did not see how it could possibly be a size 7. "I do think these will fit him,:" I said to Tim. Because of the tag, he doubted me. At $5.99, they went into the cart too. I figured worse case scenario, I would simply bring them back.
We went out for lunch, and then picked up a few groceries and came home.
I matched a pair of William's shoes up with the size 7 shoes we had picked up. They were a perfect match. When he got home from his day, he tried them on and they fit perfectly. I'm going to guess that somehow the shoe was mismarked with the wrong size, but it was lucky find for us.
Bad days always end, don't they?