Good Day...

Dare I say? Today is the first time I've felt more like me than I have in some time. Granted there's still a bit of fatigue and some lhermittes and even a small limp if I walk too far, too fast or too much but I actually feel up to playing a bit. Instead of sitting on the couch thinking of scrapping I'm pulling together supplies to do some actual scrapping. And the mere thought of it does not tire me out. After Thursday I think I would certainly have to term today as a good day.

Shame it's so stinking hot outside. I do know better than to get out too much. That would probably prove to be too much.