Today has already managed to put a smile on my face to make up for the spreadsheet from hell. First it's sunny. Second, plans are in place to meet up with Hummus, JGG, and Crouton tomorrow for sangria. And third, I have a full tank of gas (silly story to follow).
So I'm getting gas and this gimundo fly comes cruising at my face. So I start doing the jiggly-wiggly-oh-lord-I-hope-it's-not-on-me dance and flipping my hair and ruffling it up trying to make sure NO FLY lands on me! When the not entirely unattractive old-ish dude across from me waves and smiles. Was I flirting? I don't know.
I tell him, "I'm terrified of bugs and them landing on me"
He says, "They're attracted to you. I can see why."
Complimenting?? Creeping??? Commenting on the bright yellow of my hoodie????
I'm not sure how I should take it, but it put a smile on my face.
Also fourth happiness of the day: I'm wearing flip flops :D