I am the author of my day . . .

Today, this is my theme.  So far it seems to be going great.  I set the alarm and woke up earlier this morning (not saying it was early just better than my normal capabilities).  I bought myself a little time to do some laundry, shower and wash off a stove covered in food particles that would make scientists wonder.

I'm back.  I feel back that is.

Andy didn't know what to think when I was smiling before 7 a.m.  Smiles have been hard to come by as of late for me.  Not sure why.  Why?  Way to many why's were circling in my head.  I'm over it.  I'm ready to be the person I can be.  I'm ready to be a better me.  I'm hoping this feeling lasts for a really long time.

Keanna couldn't figure out what the plan was for the day.  When she woke up this morning I was showered and dressed.  Getting dressed hasn't been one of my strong suits.  She knew we were going somewhere but where?  I have a few places on the agenda but nothing rushed or set in stone.

As a side bonus note, Aysen slept in his bed last night, THE WHOLE NIGHT (this was my first time putting him there, maybe I should have tried months ago).  Weird.  I got to snuggle Andy without moving Aysen to one side and then worrying about him falling off.  Andy and I checked on him a few times during the night and he was at complete peace kicking his blankets off from his body.  This was bittersweet.  He is our last.  He is growing up.  He no longer needs me as he once did.  On the other hand, I sure did sleep good.

Now I just need to head to Lisa's house and have her create my thought of the day in vinyl.