Maybe it's because I made it to the gym and had my first successful workout.
Maybe it's because Henry napped fairly well. (And I showered.)
I'm feeling rather optimistic today.
I know the crappens* is the funny, emotionally charged stuff; it's the easiest to write about. But my life is pretty good, and I'm probably the happiest I've ever been during a sustained period. I don't want to look a gift horse in the mouth.
Consider this post, therefore, an expression of general gratitude. Hopefully that will make up for all the past and future snark.
|Photo credit: Paula Steele|
* Crap that happens. It's a new term I just made up.