A good day. (A post to balance all my shouty/whiny posts) →[More:]Today I went down to the south end of the island (where everything is, and a hella walk from here). My neighbour was going there too, so she gave me a ride the whole way. I sorted out my postal box and settled my tab at the local bar/cafe. The owner was inordinately grateful; apparently I'm one of the few who does this promptly, so that made me feel good. Then I had a good long walk back to the intersection where my road branches off the 'highway'. Sun on my face, a light breeze in my hair, bird calls and the sound of the wind in the trees. Just as I thought, 'Now this would be a perfect place for someone to give me a ride back,' a nice gentleman stopped for me and gave me a ride all the way to my driveway.

I returned a call from my boss to find out that, woo! I'm working tomorrow! and it'll be a short-ish day! This also means that I'll get paid for that work and the hellacious all-nighter I described earlier, which is perfect timing as my funds are running low, though I have enough of everything to carry me through the next 4-6 days.

Since it was still sunny, I went out and stacked about half of my cord of wood in the shed, singing this little ditty of my own composition (to the tune of 'Spiderman'): Exercise, exercise/It's hard on the back but makes you easy on the eyes.

Now for some Deadwood and laundry sorting, followed by a dinner of ribs n' rice n' veg, and then a long chat with a dear friend.

Sometimes, life is a pretty sweet fruit, my bunnies. How's things with you?