It doesn’t take much to make me happy (this may or may not be a lie). At the very least, it doesn’t take much to delight me. Finding the perfect piece of metal on the ground, the way Draya’s tongue lolls farther and farther the more tired she gets, that sort of thing.
The delivery man has a special place in my heart, though. This is what he brought me today:
A brand spanking new cutting mat! (Do you like how I put my knife there, so you would know what it is?)
I’ve been cutting on the same battered – and very small – mat for years. It’s crusted with paint and medium and who knows what else. There are chunks taken out of it because it’s been used so much. So it was high time for a new mat. Bonus: because this isn’t that horrible dark green, I’ll actually be able to see the lines I’m cutting!