Well, it’s been a busy, kind of rough couple of days. You know, the kind I stress over. I’m trying to get so much done and the harder I try, the more things go wrong. But I’m still trying to find the joy, even though my house smells like smoke because I burned the panko bread crumbs I was trying to toast, even though a man cut in front of me and zoomed into my parking spot on a very cold day, even though I couldn’t find anything I was looking for in the store, even though I’m getting nothing done at home, even though my secret project is turning my hair gray. My joy in these past few days – I didn’t lock my keys in the car. And I didn’t burn the house down (though I tried :).