u/DerekL1963

Had to drive an hour and half last Saturday to attend an event for a club my wife and belong to... Wanted to be there, had fun, but left after the morning session because that was the only part we were interested in. Since we'd driven that far, decided to do some shopping in the area. (We live out on the distant fringe of the metro area.)

Last year, we broke the last of a set of wine glasses we've have for decades. Since then we've been limping along with a mismatched pair from St Vinnies while we looked for new ones.

Stopped by IKEA, and looked at their glasses. Settled on one set, even though it wasn't quite what we were looking for... then I spotted another set off in a corner away from the others. Due diligence, right? Went over picked one up, and immediately knew. My wife came over, and it was the same.

They're nothing like what we thought we wanted, but somehow they felt just perfect in our hands. And four of them were cheaper than the set we'd previously settled on.

Only the second or third time in sixty plus years that I took an inanimate object in my hands and just knew.

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(And I knew I should have put the new lights in months ago.)

Stepped out on the back porch last night for a smoke before bed... And watched an almost cartoonishly fluffy black cat walk across my backyard like they owned the place. Looked neither left, nor right, nor at me... Just straight across the yard and into the darkness of the neighbor's yard beyond the reach of my porch light.

The birds in the greenbelt behind us and in the woods/wetlands across the way were so loud this morning, I double checked to make sure I hadn't left a window open overnight.