I don't know where that title came from, but I realize with great clarity that my life is good. I have a job I love, a second job I like, a hobby (comedy) that I adore, and a condo that's small enough it doesn't need much cleaning. Doesn't get any better than that.
Jill, Todd and my gorgeous grandkids arrive toward the end of the month. I'm having someone clean my place a few days beforehand (see the previous paragraph--it won't cost me much because the place is small). Todd is a neat-freak and I want to have the place clean. My daughter Jill wouldn't care...she grew up with my non-existent housecleaning. But I'll actually have Kayla and Hunter in my very own home. They've never been here. Either I go to LA (frequently) or they meet me in Quincy. This is a big deal. I'll only have them here for a short time, since they're going up north for Todd's brother's wedding. But no complaints. I'm grateful for what I'll get.
Then my friend Bruce from Santa Barbara arrives right after they leave. He's doing a cross country tour to promote his new CD. So he'll stay one night after a concert in another friend's coffee house. September is full of fun for me. Oh, and my next class (104) begins at CSz on September 21.
I'm so impatient for my foot to get back to normal. I'm still happy that surgery isn't needed, but want this to be OVER! Yeah, I'm sure my little temper there will really make the tendons heal more quickly. Yeah.