Day #2 of my (latest) financial wake-up call. I was graciously escorted to yesterday's Othello rehearsal by a friend in the cast, the father of my beloved Desdemona. When we got there, I was offered a free ticket to see the opening of Pittsburgh Playwrights production of August Wilson's Jitney (which was wonderful).
Saturday night entertainment? Check. Money spent: $0.00
Late after the show, I took a portion of that two-digit number in my account and bought a few staples. Upon realizing that it was office supplies I needed the least, I returned the staples and bought some bread, milk, and a few canned goods.
Then...a double whammy. Famished after a long day of acting, spectating, shopping, and returning, I grabbed a can of some fresh albacore, only to remember that not but 22 hours earlier, my only can-opener had suddenly trisected, clanging into the sink after a fight with a robust can of Campbell's Selects 'something' Noodle Soup. Flash-forward, now, to a teeth brushing session, when I looked down to see 1/8 of a inch left on...sigh...the final roll of toilet paper.
So began a curious debate in my head on the merits of each household item, and if, heaven forbid, one was forced to choose, which item would be seen as more essential? It's not really cut and dry (pun brilliantly unintended). Let's say you have a healthy stack of canned items, and some rough generic brand paper-towels... Anyway, you better believe I'm changing my 'desert island' answers after this week.
And then, another little blessing: I came across a receipt for a haircut I got during the last show...fully reimbursable by the theater company! Now, fifteen big ones doesn't sound very big at all, but it pulled me right out of the mental ring where Signor Can-Opener, and Herr Toilet Paper were ready to come to blows.
The point? I'm finding that when I am looking for the blessings, the little miracles, they just naturally appear. (I think they're always happening in the first place). And when funny little hiccups occur, it's fun practice for me to say, "I wonder what little reminder of goodness is on its way to put this into perspective." Then I reach for a glass of water.
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