A few short moments ago, I was blissfully asleep. I had fallen asleep with the bedside lamp on and a cup of tea on the nightstand. Then I rolled over in a state of semisleep and turned off the light, inadvertently turning over the cup of tea onto the floor. I can’t even blame the dog for this one, and I can’t rely on him to clean it up either, because he’s still asleep.
And now I am supposed to be thankful…and I am. I’ve been having trouble concentrating lately. My mood is all over the map and I haven’t been able to write or even read much. What I have been reading is actually stuff I’ve read before because I find it easier on the concentration.Three wonderful books I have re-read this week and am grateful that I was able:
- TheAlchemist:“Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second’s encounter with God and with eternity.” ― Paulo Coelho,
- The Little Prince:“And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.”
― Antoine de Saint-Exupéry,
- And a bit of comic relief with The Big Over Easy: “Mr. Pewter led them through to a library, filled with thousands of
‘Very,’ said Jack. ‘How did you amass
‘Well,’ said Pewter, ‘You know the person who always borrows
books and never gives them back?’
‘I’m that person.” ― Jasper Fforde,
I’m also grateful to have done some writing this week. I was able to start a short story after quite a few random posts… I think those are going to continue, as I don’t seem to be able to keep this writing thing going without significant warming up to do so.
Had some awesome conversation this week.
The pneumonia finally packed its bags and left.
I have spectacular friends.
The private practice is up to full swing, and I am thinking about adding a day.
The car got hit in a parking lot, but when you’re driving a car like mine, the damage isn’t worth any worry.
I was able to connect a few friends to transfer a six month old hamster from one home to another when a child’s asthma took a turn for the worse with exposure to said rodent. So “little guy” is now going to be living in his new home. I’m sure he will be very happy.
Have I mentioned I have a dog? His name is Douglas. Well, not really, his alias is Douglas…either way, great guy.