Since it was up near Miramar, and since I was nearly out of gas, I went to the Marine Corps Air Station. I feel so dumb about being happy that gas is $1.95 a gallon...
Anyhow, I hadn't been in the exchange there for a while, and today was my lucky day. A cat post for $15 (the nice sisal kind), three-packs of jockey briefs for just over $6, and bras with a buy-two-get-one-by-mail offer. Squee! Money was spent, but money was saved, too.
Kiddo starts fourth grade tomorrow. I'm glad that she'll be at the same school now through the end of sixth grade. Hubby starts school next week, too. Yay! Everyone's got school but me!
I feel as cheerful as the rubber duckie clock that Priscilla sent me.