“He is rich who owns the day”*

by chuckofish

I had barely gotten my breath after returning from NYC when daughter #2 arrived for a short flyover visit. When it rains, it pours, as they say!

I drove up to the airport yesterday and picked her up and then dropped her off on campus so she cold schmooz with an old professor and hang out for awhile in her old stomping grounds while I finished up at work. I am taking today off so we can have fun, but, of course, thunderstorms are predicted.

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C’est la vie.

And just as a reminder…

Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year. He is rich who owns the day, and no one owns the day who allows it to be invaded with fret and anxiety. Finish every day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities, no doubt, crept in. Forget them as soon as you can, tomorrow is a new day; begin it well and serenely, with too high a spirit to be cumbered with your old nonsense. This new day is too dear, with its hopes and invitations, to waste a moment on the yesterdays.


Have a super-duper weekend! Carpe diem!