But sitting here at the end of it? Well, it was more than OK.
Good conversation with a mentor. Coffee and pastries and a commute that gave me time to yowl at the top of my lungs in the car.
Sound advice from mom and the hubster.
Sufficient confidence and support to speak out about something that strikes me as punitive. (And the good fortune to feel both heard and supported by the people who matter.)
Some physical comedy from El Diablo. Silly puppy!
A small, enthusiastic class of singers.
A glass of wine and some super sharp cheddar.
...and an early bedtime.
Yep. Sometimes a day is surprising in all the best ways.
- Singing. Sometimes I forget...
- The folks who love me.
- Having an excuse to play.
- Honeycrisp apples and almond butter.