My granddaughter receiving an A on the Outdoor School book we worked on together . . . not having to move after all . . . the supportive e-mails I received regarding my pending move . . . realizing that I’ve gone a week without my feet hurting . . . rediscovering my copy of Beverly Cleary’s Beezus & Ramona . . . being able to blog about my emotional angst, instead of simply shutting down as I would normally do.
(Sometimes I don’t have to play The Lone Ranger.)