Joy gave me this little calendar thing and it’s never set at the right date, unless a child has recently come along and fixed it (which is rare) but I love it anyway — it makes me smile because it makes me think of Joy. It also causes me to stop and take a minute to figure out what day it really is, which can be very useful at times.
It’s been a rough month. Hell, it’s been a rough year. And I have a cold (obviously). Rather than be all down in the dumps about everything, I decided to do something to cheer myself up.
I changed the calendar to March 23, the day TW and I head off on our mini vacation. Now, every time I look at my little block calendar, I’ll smile even more.