Baby Steps

Today I painted a tiny corner of the water lilies painting. Progress doesn’t always have to be big to be meaningful.

Finally, finally got all my stuff out of the townhouse. And somehow, despite my White Russian hangover from last night, managed to have a really good day. Or perhaps it was because of the hangover. After all, I slept until 10am, an hour after my alarm rang, and only woke up at my dog’s insistence. It was a beautiful day, sunshiny and warm, the kind of day I love. The dog and I took several long walks. We even rolled around in the grass on the Esplanade to celebrate our new lives.

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