This morning, in a nutshell: CA-RAZY. I was working very early in the morning to get something done and then couldn't upload my files to the server. Our router just bit the dust. I packed everything up to go to the library, finally got there, was trying to figure out alternate ways to do the file transfer with a different setup, and Paul calls me on the cell to tell me the router has arisen from the dead. I race home, run up to the tower, upload everything I need to and send an email about it, unpack the laptop and all its accouterments, and get back to work... until the router dies again.
I was stomping around and muttering under my breath, and I said, "This is a wasted day. This day has just been wasted." Peter came over, looked up and said insistenty, "No, Mama, it's not."
And I thought, he's absolutely right! (and I told him so.) There is no way I could declare a day ruined at 10:30 in the morning. I have a whole day ahead of me that could be filled with all sorts of lovely surprises and great joys - it's too early to condemn it. (And I'm posting this now from the library, again.)
As Anne says, "Isn't it nice to think that tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes in it yet?" Here's hoping tomorrow brings a router that works!