'tis better to receive in the morning and to give in the evening

Today has turned out to be a very different day than I first envisioned upon waking this morning. When my alarm went off around 6:15 this morning, my first thought was, "E! You idiot! Why don't you ever go to bed earlier? Now today will be a wash!" I had a review session bright and early, about an hour before my class, and I was surprisingly awake (although not as much as I should be). Since I was tired and grumpy, I parked in the permit lot. After class I was so impressed at my alertness that I happily drove away, thinking, "Wow! I should park in this lot more often! This is twice with no ticket!"

Then I found my first gift of the day: a warning ticket blowing in the wind, held to my windshield by a sliver of wiper blade.

But no worries! Warning is the key. This means zero dollars owed. It's the zero allomorph to the more frequently occurring forty dollar ticket! What luck! Maybe because I am wearing an Ireland sweatshirt. You can't mess with roots, you know.

My second gift of the day: the previously empty chocolate tin in the other office is packed to the brim with half-priced Easter candy! And it's the good stuff too! After I write this blog, I'm heading back in there to help myself to another round of pastel-wrappers.

My third gift of the day: a silverly gel metallic rose-colored pen! For free! My co-worker bought a pack and gave us each one--and we could pick! and trade! This is providence since my ultra-fine point sharpies of every color have been lent and lost and left to the point of no return.

Glorious! And it's not even noon!

I suppose tonight I should give something so this luck will come to me another time.