My aunt calling Sunday evening, to find out how I'd fared with the storms lately (they all missed me over the weekend!). That was sweet of her.
I'm grateful for my job, which is a wonderful blessing--especially when things crop up unexpectedly that require trying to think out all the ramifications on the fly. It's exhilarating, and feels akin to book plotting.
I'm very grateful for my library system, and the number of books on my list I've been able to request to be brought to the local library one mile from my home.
Also pleased with Monday night's sleep, which was the best I've had in a long time.