I keep a running list of things I ought to buy. Somehow, after percolating in the back of my mind, these items appear just when I need them most.
Take hand towels, for instance. The kids ruin my last two cleaning up an accident. The next day, an armload of fresh towels waits at Goodwill.
Not just hanging there all clean and white and fluffy, but hanging there at 99-cents each--and half off that price.
I don't want to seem flip, thanking a "concierge God" for sending me exactly what I ordered. Yet neither do I want to ignore His hand in the little things. So I'm saying a small prayer of gratitude as I fold the laundry. May many hands be blessed by this hospitality, Lord!
Do you have fancy towels reserved for company only, or do you manage to keep a clean everyday set for guests?