Respite
It has just started to rain as I type this…a light, beautiful, gentle rain. I can almost hear the honeysuckles sighing in relief.
I’m continually amazed every time something out of the ordinary happens. Gives me hope and strengthens my faith in things not seen. I still have a hard time understanding why a lot of things happen the way they do. I guess I always will. But it’s still a kick to have the little (and sometimes even big) things, isn’t it?
I managed to type 1137.63 lines yesterday in 8 hours. I had my favorite doc several times in a row. I’m still adding to my word expansions every day. I want to succeed and do well. Some days, though, I am ready to bang my head against the wall over some of the dictations. Hopefully, today won’t be one of those 800-line days…but you never know.
One thing I have learned in 45 years is that you have to take the bad along with the good. Why isn’t it getting any easier? When will I be “older and wiser?” :ask: :nyah:
