It Often Surprises Me...
When little things make me happy. And, not just the little things that you expect. Like, chocolate (which is always good and generally consumed in small quantities.) Or, a good cup of a coffee but rather writing a strong sentence or coming up with a good idea.
Earlier today, I was working on a PhD proposal and I was smiling. Duh. Of course, thinking about ideas makes me happy. Why should that surprise me? Well, it does.
John recently gave me a talking to about selling myself short and not taking care of myself. While I didn't enjoy being lectured, he had a few good points. He might not be the most tactful little monkey, but he most certainly cares about me. And, I love him for that.
