If wishes were horses...

This is Thursday? Is that right?

Late rise for me (7:30), but followed by a pretty good day of writing. Turns out everything I did at the keyboard yesterday didn’t actually stink, and as an added bonus it paved the way for today’s work, which I believe also doesn’t stink. It now appears I might actually finish this new story some day.

Had PT this afternoon, and a short workout before. After, was the guest on S. J.’s podcast. Had a fun time with both.

Temps have been near zero for two days now, but are supposed to rise here in the next couple of days. Still hoping for a mountain outing on Saturday. No obligations tomorrow, so the day’s mine to do with what I want. Mostly, I don’t want to shovel snow, or hear apocalyptic stories about Donald Trump. Ergo, I think I’m good.