- Kids were at school, so I had a quiet day at home with no errands or appointments to run off to.
- It wasn't raining too hard for me to get a walk in.
- Hubby brought me soft serve ice cream to help my wounded tongue.
Yes, that's right, "wounded." I bit the side of my tongue. Hard. There's actually a little piece of it hanging off now and it hurts and it's difficult to talk or eat or drink anything. I've done this before, a long time ago, and eventually it will turn to scar tissue and be NBD, but right now it's a real pain, literally and figuratively. That + rejections made it a not great day. But I did have those highlights at least. Gotta keep looking on the bright side.