At Long Last, A Love List

I have not done one of these in weeks and weeks and it's high time.

As I was walking home from the bus stop on this perfect afternoon, I realized that I've worrying a lot this past week. I've worried about Joe, about work, about money, about everything and anything, It didn't occur to me that I'd been worrying, but when I woke up with headaches -- really, more like face-aches -- every day this week I knew I'd been grinding my teeth in my sleep. And I do that when I'm worried.

Anyway. Back to the love list!

I love:

• Joe, who does not have a hole in his heart. I am really glad and relieved about this, even though we still don't know what caused his weird episodes. I am going to trust that we will find out. We just will.
• The smell of freshly mowed grass.
• Perfect days, with low humidity and sunny skies and light breezes.
• Going to lunch with my group at work. They are a great bunch.
• Shortbread cookies.
• Good jokes.
• Sleeping well.
• The feel of cool air as the fan wafts it over me.
• Gold Bond Medicated Powder.
• Smoothie and White Whisker (aka Greedy Gus), our semi-feral cats.
• Having dreams about my mom, even though they make me sad, too.
• Cool nights.
• Doing demos of my work in progress and having people like it. Whew.
• Realistic, even conservative, deadlines. Unbelievable!
• All of you. Really.