Sunday 10 from the newly risen Corbid

Homemade green onion and celery chicken salad in the fridge.

Slight glow from an afternoon shower and a walk around the block with my two girls.

Fresh cut purple tulips in water on the counter.

A closet full of my late grandfather's plaid shirts, my "inheritance."

A Louise Erdrich novel on the ereader on my phone.

A full refrigerator and gas tank to offset my less than full bank account.

The new Evelyn Evelyn CD.

A challenging project at work.

Happy kids who had a friend over for two days straight and behaved like perfect little hostesses.

Gradually regaining the strength and energy to deal with all the weirdness that comes my way.

It's been a bear of a month so far. My grandfather died, we had neighborhood drama, my online writing class is getting difficult to keep up with, etc. The temptation is always to hole up and succumb to inertia. But slowly I am pulling it together again. Baby steps toward being a force of nature rather than a bundle of badly wired neurons.