So, I was sitting around the house this afternoon, pondering which movie to watch as I whiled away the time left before picking up my son from his mom.
The phone rang and it was my second eldest wanting to know if I wanted to go to the zoo with him and his family.
No, not enough time to do that today, how about dinner this evening.
We met up at my parent’s house and went for chinese from there.
The evening spent with Guestling the Second Eldest, Mrs. Guestling and my beautiful, charming, funny and utterly delightful 1 year old granddaughter was wonderful. Even my youngest was well behaved.
When the bill came, we bickered good naturedly about who was paying for a few minutes. Since Mrs. Guestling had already taken possession I was at a distinct disadvantage in my assertions that I should pay the bill. I accepted that they had won this time and left a sizeable tip instead.
All in all, a pleasant evening that restored a bit of confidence and joy to my life. Something more sorely needed than I realized after this past 9 months of a shit stain of unhappy personal life layered on top of my normal SAD.
Thus this posting. I want to celebrate this small victory of joy and happiness as much as possible while the bloom is still on.
