Happy Saturday

No, that's not a greeting to anyone who might be reading this - although I do hope your Saturday was good. It is, in fact, a description of my day. I have felt myself falling into a depressed state over the last week or so. In an effort to alleviate my sinking mood, my hubby aquiesed to my desire to go to the Super Flea Market. SFM is open Saturdays and Sundays and has a permanent building where a lot of booths are set up; other people set up outside in the huge parking lot. Anyway, we found lots of "deals" - sweatshirts, hats, toys for the grandkids, baked goods, electrical items. It was a good time. My original reason for wanting to go was to purchase a perfume oil my sister told me about. It comes in a little roll-on tube you can keep in your purse. So, all of our deals were great, but I wasn't happy until....yes, I found the perfume man in the midst of all the chaos of the place. So, my day truly was happy.