Tuesday Evening

At 6:52p.m. and I am in comfy pants. There is a fire in the woodstove and my husband (oh husband!) has gone to get ice with which to make me a drink (or maybe two...). And even though I overslept today, and sort of feel like the only thing that could make me feel right again would be to sleep for a good 15 hours straight (oh sleep!)- I'm thanking God, and Oprah, and the universe, and all the little fishies in all the big seas that this craptastic day is happening right here, and not anywhere else.