5°: I counted money at the church Monday. I count the money the first two Mondays of every month, so it almost feels like I'm "cheating" by considering this a good deed. But I figured every time I count the money without throttling the 83-year-old near-blind man who "assists" me each time should count as a degree in my column.
359°: A church lady -- but not the Church Lady -- left two filled-to-the-brim bags of lemons for another woman. That lovely woman gifted me as many lemons as I wanted. I took eight or nine and came home and made my lemon ricotta cookies. Yummy!
[What the hell is this all about? My 360° project, which I made up a few days ago.]