My wife is pretty excited today. This, in and of itself, is not too exceptional. She’s not a terribly excitable person, but she’s no depressive either.
Her glee stems from a large-ish package of powder that we finally picked up today. She buried her nose in it a bit when we first got it. Apparently she missed the scent. Her powder isn’t available here, so we had to have it imported. Expensive powder.
Apparently even the smallest amount of the powder is important, and she’s a little upset to have lost some here and there due to packaging leaks.
Author’s Note: this blog post was supposed to have been a thoughtful response to a statement made by a writer friend of mine, but I’m too tired and haven’t exactly figured out all my thoughts on the matter, or even if I can make a post out of it.