You know those days when it's suddenly all going too well.....
feeling almost optimistic about my recovery for the firstt time this morning. -not optimistic for a complete recovery, but optimistic that i will learn to cope without too much loss of quality of life.... (I've been a bit bloody miserable recently to say the least)
....and
then, I was scheduling an appointment that I thought was goind to be a PITA, and the first option she offered me was PERFECT.
Suspicious Superstitious monster wonders what calamity is just round the corner.....
...I already predicted that would be a snow day (Thursday for those who are keeping track) because I spent an hour typing up the schedule last night (three kids, two adults, one driver, many activities, two schools.....) and that was the craziest day...... (new appt is round the corner from another, starting just a little after, ending a little before, for a kid who was just going to have to hang around during that time...)
We're doomed, right?
here, have some happy, I've plenty to share...... free "poem" for first three posters needing happy.