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Year Two, Day 268: "Brilliant"!

This will be a short blog. Most tired am I! But I did have a good day.  I stuck to my schedule and ate relatively healthy all day.

Freezing rain was in the forecast last night. And sure enough, I woke up to a a street as shiny as an ice skating rink. But I was determined to get to my church job by 10:00 a.m. I had bulletins to print for Sunday!

I am getting better at waking up early without hitting the snooze button. Too many times.

I felt most prepared. I got out my cleats and strapped them on my rain boots:

I had on many layers.  I had even packed a lunch and grabbed my umbrella. I was just about to start walking down the icy steps sideways when my son-in-law returned home from taking my daughter to work.

"Don't go out there", he warned. "It's really bad."

Really bad it was. I could hardly get down the stairs without sliding.

So I crawled back in the house and texted my boss. I told her my street was an ice skating rink and I would like to come in later. She told me the roads by the church were fine and she hoped I would make it in, because, well those bulletins needed to be printed.

I checked the forecast. The ice was supposed to melt early afternoon. I had to be at the music center to teach piano classes at 3:00. I would just be restless at home, worrying about the bulletins and making it to the center on time.  Buses tended to go very slow in the ice and snow.

So I asked my son-in-law to drive me to the bus stop. He is so sweet. He popped right up and we slid down the street. But it was perfect. I made every bus on time and by the time I got to my church, which is further south and west than the house, the roads were relatively clear.

I even had time for my tall smoked butterscotch latte with coconut milk at Starbucks. And as I got off to transfer buses, a young man looked at my cleated boots and smiled.

"Brilliant", he said.

I'll take that.  Funny how a compliment from a stranger will brighten your day.

And I think I will just end today's blog with that word.


Happy Friday! :)


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