Daylight Savings ended last weekend, and once again, slowly shifting my schedule over the prior week paid off in spades. While I'm not enjoying the dark evenings, it is very nice to have a little predawn light around when I walk to the bus stop in the morning. Wednesday morning brought an amazing sunrise I enjoyed from the bus.
The novella I'm trying to write, like I mentioned in my monthly summary post, has been fighting me a lot. I'm very grateful that I managed three consecutive days of progress on it between Saturday and Monday, and finally got to the end of the first section. However, I may need to buy bigger boxing gloves... ;)
Tuesday morning, I woke up early after a startling dream in which Trump won the election. The more fool I, for I did not consider it a prophetic dream, never believing such a thing would happen. I certainly should have heeded the sense of transcendent peace that came with it. Regardless of my stupidity, heh, I am grateful for God's kindness, since Wednesday morning was quite a shock for a lot of people. I'm also grateful I didn't vote for either of them...whatever debacles lie ahead, my conscience is at peace.
Tuesday night I treated the Towners out to dinner at Doolittle's. It was the first time for all of us, and we knew we were in for a treat when we saw the big, crammed parking lot. Dinner reservations are a definite must! We all enjoyed our entrees, and Joe and I savored dessert as well. A very nice time.
Wednesday morning brought another heaven-sent gift. I'd been having some disturbing health symptoms the prior two days, and was wrestling with if/when to go to the doctor and how severe it would end up being. Wednesday morning, it was all gone. And not the kind of thing I'd expect to heal itself, either. So blessed and grateful!