This past week I’ve been affirming that each day is a day of completion. Yesterday was mostly vexations, with some “how could I have been so error-prone” moments when the mistakes came back to haunt me, but today started out the way yesterday ended, the SIMH is Dinah Washington’s “What a Difference a Day Makes”.
On occasion it is good to be reminded that not everything is as perceived. I paid a medical bill, returned after five weeks to a social media platform I was sure nobody noticed my departure, but some did (including a podcast cohost!), switched to a less expensive, diet-activism-free hairstylist who did everything I asked. A LT friend didn’t reply to my email inquiry if she finally received my Xmas gift, but she couldn’t access her email on her phone.
ETA: the penpal letter from Australia I lost, and hated myself for doing so, has shown up in the mail. I must have left at the post office, for three days later it’s back to me. Sometimes boomerangs are blessings.
And it’s good to frame disagreements or touchy issues in the “this and this led me to think this. I could have an incomplete or even wrong perception here. I will listen to your side, and am hopeful of a resolution where we can either both laugh about it or pretend it never happened.”
