I'm having a bad day. These kinds of days don't roll around as often as they did, say, when Lexi was a baby. Trust me: that's a good thing. My little project for October is in the back of my brain, but try as I might, I just don't feel very joyful. Yesterday I was on top of the world....today, not so much. All the stuff I've tried to climb out of the funk isn't working.
Today's bit of joy is this: tomorrow is another day. And really, the promise of something brand new and perfect that doesn't cost a thing is pretty cool.