It's cold and wet.
My lurge won't go away. And now I'm extra anxious about that, as I have been asked to read a lesson for our Lessons and Carols service on the 19th.
Work is way crazy busy and people are stupider than usual.
And I can't get my act together to do the other stuff.
But today when I was whining about this to my therapist, I reached in my raincoat pocket ... and pulled out about $200 in cash that I didn't know was there.
I took this as a Sign From Above ... Hope is on the way!
I'm sincerely hoping that by Sunday next at latest the joy breaks through again.
In the meantime I have Made A List and will try to start checking things off. I also had leftover potato pancakes, which was a Good Thing.
