I’ve spent most of the day and this week doing a lot of work – for other people, for myself, at the house – physical and mental. I’m grateful I accomplished a good deal of it. Being self-employed and successful isn’t for the lazy. Making a living is difficult; it’s not all conference calls in your underwear. I’m grateful I have a healthy sense of suspicion. Some people think I’m too suspicious, but I find those accusations dubious. And, I’m grateful for the daffodils emerging everywhere. Such a cheerful and hopeful flower.

The end.