Notes to Myself on the Refrigerator
My refrigerator door is covered in notes I've written to myself over the years, some useful, some baffling in hindsight. A close…
August 16, 2026Small things, written down.
Written by Harriet Boone
I found a folded note tucked under my windshield wiper outside the grocery store, from someone I'll never meet, and it turned into the most interesting five minutes…
My refrigerator door is covered in notes I've written to myself over the years, some useful, some baffling in hindsight. A close…
August 16, 2026
I opened the desk drawer where I keep greeting cards and found a small stack, bought with real intention and never mailed,…
August 9, 2026
I found a list of goals I wrote for myself back in January, sensible and well organized, and…
July 24, 2026
I started paying closer attention on my regular walk around the block and wrote down what I actually…
June 28, 2026
A spiral notebook by my landline has caught decades of scribbled numbers and messages, including one from years…
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A storm knocked the power out on our whole street for six hours, and instead of everyone retreating…
July 12, 2026
Wanda's garden used to be the best on the street, and this year it's mostly weeds and a…
June 21, 2026
A stray water balloon meant for someone else caught me square in the back on a hot afternoon,…
June 7, 2026
When the house two doors down was cleared out after the owner moved into assisted living, I ended…
July 26, 2026
I leave my porch light on every night, a habit that started for a practical reason years ago…
July 19, 2026
My back garden bed has been half finished for three years, one section thriving and the other bare…
May 24, 2026
Some Sundays don't have a story in them. I didn't cook, didn't clean, didn't fix anything, and spent…
August 2, 2026
I finally went through my spice cabinet and found jars older than some of my houseplants, a few…
July 5, 2026
Six loaves in, my homemade bread is still dense, a little uneven, and nowhere close to what the…
June 14, 2026
A five minute conversation with the mail carrier about nothing in particular turned into the best part of…
March 29, 2026
There's a chair in my front room that used to be his and is now mostly Dot's. A…
March 22, 2026
I found my reading glasses in the freezer, next to a bag of frozen peas, and I still…
March 15, 2026Simple Joys & Stories is written by Harriet Boone. Everything here comes from actual use, written up honestly, including the things that did not work.
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