This morning, I wrote about what a good day yesterday was. What I forgot is that it wasn't such a good day until about 2:30 pm, at which time I pitched the raccoon over the side of the porch! How quickly we forget. Things went swimmingly for the rest of the day. Androo and I planted the first seeds of the season late in the afternoon, and I had a good sleep last night. By bedtime, the raccoon was obviously completely out of my mind.
Oh, that I could always remember to let the good push the bad right out of my mind . . .