Not a Bad Day

I had a pretty good day.  First, my osteopath came over to give me a treatment.  Like always, I had a short nap with Rascal.

When I awoke,  I first had several texts from my old friend Pat.  I hadn't heard from her, in any serious compacity, for years.   We chatted, and then made arrangements to meet up in three weeks.

And then, my second cousin Craig, who I rarely (if ever) hear from, started texting me as well.  Craig asked me if I could help him with a socialology project he's working on.  Craig wanted my expert views on accessible transit.  I told him that it would be my pleasure to help him!

In the evening, I met Simone at Starbucks for a snack and a chat.

All in all, not a bad day ....  Not a bad day at all!