Never get me down. (As long as I decide in advance not to let them.)
I’m so excited, because I’ll be gearing up to start writing “Creed’s Legacy” today, and I can’t wait to get started. Brody Creed is the original bad-a*& cowboy, and he’s about to be roped in, for good.
I’m making progress in the decluttering efforts, and that feels really good. This year, I asked the friends who generally give me holiday gifts to donate to the Humane Society, their local shelter, or a children’s charity instead. Everybody seems to like the idea, which isn’t surprising, really. Most of us, by the time we reach a certain age, have too much stuff. I know I do, and I’m beginning the long and somewhat daunting process of simpifying. It won’t be easy–at least not all the time–but worth it? You bet.
Sadie is at my feet, hoping for a supplemental breakfast. No dice, beagle.
Miles to go before I sleep, so I’ll close now.
Be well, be kind, be grateful. Yes, we have many pressing problems as a nation and as a planet. We also have each other, and that’s why we’re gonna make it. As my old dad used to say, “We’re partners.”