Do-over, please?

Yesterday was a tough act to follow. Aside from accomplishing some drawing practice, a tiny bit of time with Reagan, and a couple nice emails, today was a tour of negative emotions. It ran the full alphabet from anger to frustration.

That lacked the impact I expected. The other two emotions that defined the first 15 hours of my day, crankiness and despair, both fit neatly in the first six letters of the ABCs.

Oddly enough, what redeemed today at the end was meticulously going through our bank statements and crunching the numbers on getting through the next six months.

Sorry, nothing deep or meaningful or astoundingly creative today. You have six restless hours of sleep, waking up cranky, and spending the first 3 hours of my day on the presidential debate to thank for that.

Something colorful to cheer you up: