Often in life, when difficulties come, I've had a tendancy to sit back and wait for the end to come- acknowledging on some level that things aren't cool, but waiting anyway for the end to positively descend. Screw that, I say. I think if I've learned anything, it's to be a little more conscious of how my own needs are or are not being met, and take the initiative, having the strength to risk it all. This is a good thing.
Last night I went home, enjoyed yet another masterpiece dinner my lady kindly prepared, went and played a little tennis (yes Dallas got to come, for those chronically interested in her happiness), and then later went for a nice walk around town. We watched a beautiful sunset, with pink dappled clouds that shone, receded, and then brightly shone again. This morning was energetic, with coffee, lots of smiles, and the E equipped with all the necessities for a swim at lunch and a bike ride after work with the boys. Nevermind that later, a mass pile of clothing waits ominously to be ironed. (I didn't know we cared about things like that, but apparently we do).
Oh yes, this day's looking up. Our in-hospital install last night went well, and the production head just wrote one of those congrats letters, CC'ing the Very Important People around here that we all look up to so much. That never hurts.
Things can only look even brighter after coffee!
