Around 5:30 p.m. my upbeat mood skidded to a halt. Let's just say that my day off tomorrow disappeared in a puff of smoke and now I'll be working. I worked late tonight, didn't get my planned run in and was in a general bad mood. Then I took my dog for a walk, ate and sat down and did today's envelope. I've reconciled . . . I'll take Monday off and perhaps on Sunday I'll make it to the Festival. For the last several years I have taken this week off for vacation and spent numerous days at the Quilt Festival. I guess it's not to be this year. Heavy sigh.
So, to the girl in the bubble who made me happy tonight . . .