Today is a good bad day.
My body is unhappy, sore and tired. These days happen pretty frequently and I know how best to ride them out. Managing the symptoms becomes something resembling a well choreographed high wire act.
But this is a good day. Both Nikki and Pam are home for the day and the cats are feeling playful and cuddly. Breath of the Wild is still enthralling, even when someone else is playing it. I have my favorite blanket and the house has a sweet coffee scent that makes me feel warm and safe.
Good days make the bad days worth getting through, no matter how bad they get.
Or maybe it’s just about good people.
Either way, this writer is happy.