A few days ago, I accidentally deleted ALL the previously recorded stuff on the DVR of a friend. For this, I will forever be sorry. If I had not been so irritated about something else, I wouldn’t have been huffing and puffing
and blowing houses down and flipping ever so carelessly through the DVR menu. I apologize again. :-(
(this is not the actual DVR menu)
Today, I called a friend and thanked her for always being my friend. Through the good times, the bad times, and the hundreds of miles that kept us apart, she never judged. She loved. I aspire to be like her one day.
Tonight, I cooked dinner for the neighborhood girl across the street. She sat in the kitchen, playing an old Dixie Chicks song from RM#1’s laptop, while watching and talking to me as I cooked. We laughed. A lot. We sat together, ate, and told stories. It was fun. She’s five.
The day was successful, even if I woke up with a completely different outlook. A crappy day was avoided with the help of a few unsuspecting WE’s.