Old Age Day by Day September 17, 2012

My husband washed my car this morning.  Now that is a pleasant surprise!  I like Monday mornings when we are full of resolve and checking tasks off our list.  Yes, they may be held over from last week, but Monday is a fresh, new week infused with optimism and promise.  I could:  pull out the ivy from the lilies of the Nile bushes, go to a store and buy fruit, pick up the new book written by my neighbor, call and get information for a friend about her grandson.  The opportunities are endless.  I have already wrestled with the airline websites to find a flight for October.  Sure, I needed to call my daughter once to get advice, but I ultimately didn't scream, but remained quite calm and ended up plunging into the abyss and getting the tickets.  Who knows what further strengths I may observe in myself throughout the day?!