Oh happy day. Remember when I wrote about the black hole of floor coverings? That rug, it lies no more in Mayberry, rolled up and retired to the attic. Stockton and I replaced it with a solid, neutral-colored area rug.
Me and my low vision, we couldn’t be more pleased. Saving energy, I can feel it. No more desperate searches every time an item hits the floor. In fact, I drop stuff on the new carpet to enjoy the moment of hassle-free discovery. It’s not getting old. Maybe in a few weeks, but not today. It’s the little things.
Which small change made a big difference in your life this week? Tell me about it.