Tonight I would write a long, rambling blog post about how this week was the best work week ever. But you know, it’s 7:50 PM on a Friday night, and I’m short on words. I am just feeling so happy and fuzzy about the week that I want to wallow in it for a few days. I want to remember this feeling when the doubt and the anxiety and the fretting start to creep up on me again. Tonight I feel none of those things—I just feel happy. Happy, with a mug of decaf coffee, a few cookies, some Big Love on DVD, and a friend waiting to talk to me.
There will be time tomorrow for that long, rambling blog post. Or maybe it will be short and sweet. I don’t know. For now, I want to wish you and yours a happy, fuzzy weekend.
See you tomorrow!