It’s been a day of getting through,just being able to do for the few.
I’m maybe not really using the right words,or the thoughts I want too,but it has been a sort of a successful day.
If you define by just getting up,dressing,cleaning your teeth,feeding the dogs,and climbing into your bus cab,then it’s been successful.
So,this Friday isn’t a prime day ,not a “Thank God it’s Friday “ sort of a day either ,but I’m mightily proud of myself for getting to work,for coping with my emotional hurt!!
Yep,this Friday has been my day.
kernowsmith 