When I bought a flat on the ground floor, it was just because it looked a nice place to live, but it turns out there’s an additional benefit I hadn’t foreseen - windfalls. Whenever there’s a bit of a wind, I often get up in the morning to see strange new things lying around on my patio, things that weren’t there the night before. Usually if the thing looks like it’s of any value, I’ll pick it up and fold it neatly and leave it sitting on the fence where anyone looking for it has a chance to see it and retrieve it, but if nobody’s claimed it after a week or so, I generally figure it’s mine now.
So far, I’ve claimed a number of clothes pegs, a tennis ball, a towel, a bathmat, and an apron, most of which have served me well in various ways. However, a week ago I found something new: some kind of minimalist female undergarment. Nobody’s yet claimed it (potentially out of embarrassment, I guess), and I don’t exactly have a use for it myself, so I’m not sure what to do.
Suggestions (and bids!) welcome!
I now consider myself old-for-practical-purposes, even if I'm not technically old yet.
Although it's not *actually* my birthday quite yet, tonight my parents happily seized an excuse for a family get-together, and took me and my sister out to dinner. They also gave me a little printed scrapbook/album with a selection of the photos I've uploaded to Flickr - very professional looking, and I've never actually had a hardcopy of any of my pictures before.. I think they came out rather well, and I shall very definitely be "accidentally" leaving it on the coffee table in case of visitors.
On the way home, it occurred to me: My parents have been married for about thirty years now. A few months ago, my father was doing something while my mother went on a tour for three or four days, and he mentioned in an email that was the longest period they'd been apart since they were married. As I chatted with them tonight, they were telling stories (as they often do) from just recently about things they'd said or done that cracked each other up, movies they went to see together, things they wanted to do in the near future... as I get older and learn more of the world, I realise how fantastically lucky I am to have the family I have; to have had the childhood I've had. It's also kind of daunting - if I ever start a family of my own, how ridiculously unlikely is it that I'll be able to do as well as my parents have done? But that is not a helpful mode of thought - my life and my challenges are my own, and tomorrow I shall face them afresh and we'll see what happens after that.