Life keeps throwing me curves. So I am trying to focus on simple things. Like a dropped egg. A walk tonight. The breeze. Time to work on a quilt. Having enough leftovers in the refrigerator to make fried rice and not have to go out or get take out. Hands in dough. Hands in dirt. Time to read to the bear.
I was supposed to be in California camping and going to a trade fair this weekend. The curves in the road made the decision not to go. I do wish I had gone. But there is next year. Or later in the year. Maybe a camping trip for my birthday.
Hopefully the road is straighter tomorrow and next week. But I will keep moving forward.