Last night was fantastic. Eddie Izzard is not only funnier than hell, he's also quite smart. His humour can make you think. Then he goes off on a tangent and you can only shake your head.
It was nice that I didn't have to work until later in the day. The cats had a horrible fight last night so I ended up taking Milo back into my room. Urgh. He didn't let me sleep. It was a long day filled with one annoying thing after another.
I did spend some time looking at my attitude and recognizing how it influences my perception of events. I really can't do anything about anyone else. Some people are going to always behave the same way, or not. The only thing I can control is my response. It's not always easy being the grown-up. To think there was a time when I resented being told what to do, or when to go to bed, just because I was a kid. My parents were surprisingly lenient with me, all things considered.
So, one good thing today - finding chocolate in the side pocket of my purse. Spinach salad with homemade lemon/garlic dressing. Enjoying the sound of the wind as it howled and swirled around town. It was all howl and no damage. Excellent.
I heard singing in the empty museum when I locked up tonight. That was cool, not creepy. I wonder if the ghosts will leave when the museum moves to another building. I will miss them if they do.