Yesterday, I had a wonderful day:
I finished my novel (hurray!), at least a first draft.
My sister told me that she thought I was pretty.
I hosted a writing party that was surprisingly delightsome.
I met up with some old friends and had good chats.
TODAY, can you believe it:
I beat my personal best 5k time. It's an unofficial 26.07, but even unofficial, that's two minutes off my last time.
I got to go to the temple.
My reimbursement check finally cleared and I have a little money! (Until I pay first and last months' rent. Boo.)
I feel a little bad, though, when I know people who are having lousy weeks. I'm just living a dream