Proud

I really like it when I've kept to my word. Tonight I turned on my computer and had a sense of dread that not only had I not written today, but that I'd forgotten to post yesterday as well--and well, it was a sad feeling. But then, I had written yesterday--and written a lengthy post I was proud of!--AND caught up from a weekend away/holiday AND I've been on top of writing something for every day of the week for almost the whole year already! Damn, new year's resolutions, this project started last May and it's still kickin'.

I got stressed today on multiple occasions with wanting to do a whole heap of things and not really having the daylight-awake hours. And still, I had breakfast at home with our lovely house guest/dear friend; worked for 3 1/2 hours at the restaurant; got my butt across London just barely on time for said friend's storytelling gig; had tea with my love along the Thames; went grocery shopping; made dinner; watched an episode of GLEE (SOO GOOD!); and blogged. Seriously, not a bad day.