My wife is big on “quality of life” touches that affect our sense of living. They don’t have to be big expenses, either, as many of her yard-sale finds demonstrate.
The concept hit me while changing the bed the other day in my gratitude regarding a new set of striped flannel sheets, unlike the old floral patterns.
Just wait till we slip in, I thought. Oh, the sweet anticipation!
LOVE flannel sheets. When the air is crisp and noses cold, they make bedtime something to look forward to.
small pleasures, in the scheme of things, but so very welcome!