Monday

There are some Mondays I bound out of bed and am excited to get back at it. Knowing that something I am going to do that day is going to be helpful, to someone. Today is NOT that day. I have some files at work that I messed up and have fixed, but I am not feeling confident about the interaction that is going to surround this conversation. Such as it is, I march on to the place where my paycheck comes from.

Friday was graduation at the preschool. That was a treat! Look at all these little faces. Do you think they are destined for greatness? His teacher said to me, this is by far the best class I have ever had. Sometimes I wonder how fate plays in this world. Most times I sit back, observing and giving thanks that I am a soul who can appreciate the beauty and purpose of its compositions. Life is grand.



Sunday is beach day! Meet me there next week, weather permitting (odds of good weather this time of year? 90%). Don't know how many of you are lucky enough to live close to the ocean. Its the whole reason I have been allowed to remain on Santa Barbara. I believe this. All my life I have longed to live near the ocean. Wish come true. I am working for it, believe me. But... the opportunity is here. And I am holding on with all fours. Tenacious. Longing for the next level that is going to take me above existence into purpose This is my "adult" town. I am a lucky DAWG!!!! Yesterday I made a roooookie misake. NO sunscreen on my face. Sheesh!!!!

Rocky Racoon, stepped into his room and didn't find no aloe... (whistles).

happy monday to all.