For the record

I had a pretty good day today. Please don't hate me. And if you do feel like you want to hate me because I had a better day than you might have had, you should know that I had a nasty, nauseating, evil migraine over the weekend which could only be somewhat tamed by large doses of medication--medication I generally prefer not to take because of the side effects, mind you. So it is in that context, the context of recovering from a not-good weekend, that I had a good day. I got out to enjoy the sunshine, the above-average temperatures, the singing birds, the awakening daffodils, and one crazy tree with fragrant white flowers in full bloom (a week after a snowstorm? Crazy tree!). Physically I'm still more tired than I should be (yes, even given my history of chronic fatigue), in pain, and fighting with some symptoms in TMI territory. But overall, it was still a pretty good day.

Here's hoping that all of you who have had so many things go wrong in your lives lately will be having good days yourselves soon.