A Perfect Day For...

...springcleaning.

Today's the first day of the Term 3 holidays.

Beth and I made two quick trips to Tasman Meats and ALDI to stock up on groceries.

I love shopping on a weekday morning when the shops are nice and empty and you don't feel rushed. There was even time to make conversation with the young man manning the ALDI checkout counter.

I asked who he's supporting for the AFL Grand Final on Sat and he said,"St. Kilda; yay!" and looked distinctly cheery.

I told him we support the Doggies (the Western Bulldogs, who lost to the Saints and the Cats and thus missed out on the finals).

"I apologize," he commiserated.

I asked if he and his mates were planning to get together to watch the final. He said yes.

Just a random conversation between strangers, but I felt in that 3 minutes that we had truly connected. What a beautiful feeling.

As the next customer took over my spot and I hastily bagged the last of the groceries, the cashier wished me a good morning.

When we got home, I announced that I was going out to the backyard to pick up dog poo before the gardener arrives.

"Would you like to join me outside?" I inquired of Beth.

"No thanks. I need to eat my breakfast," she replied sweetly.