Before I forget, I want to thank everyone who participated in Facts and Fiction Friday. I had a good time, and I hope you did, too. Let's play again next week! (Sometimes, it takes remarkably little to entertain me.) My cold is improving, I think. By improving I mean that once I'd been up an entire hour this morning and didn't feel the need to go back to bed, I decided I was well enough to tackle the lawn. It is beautiful here today, bright and sunny and cool and oh yeah, not raining, which is about damn time unusual. Quick check of my lovely self: I spent all day yesterday in my pajamas, so...
So I'm having a pretty good morning... got the kids off to school without major incidence... came back home and was cleaning and such and thinking about how yesterday really wasn't too bad... I'd feared it would be a very difficult day for me because it marked an event about which I feel great ambivalence, and a fair amount of regret... but all in all it was okay. I got things done. I didn't feel the need to have a major wallow. I felt alright. By evening I'd felt a hurdle had been overcome and I was (dare I say it?) doing some good growing. All of this I was reviewing this morning, and I...
