Today I was busy at work and that kept me going, didn’t think about caffeine (or chocolate), but I got home and wanted the biggest cup of Earl Grey you can imagine. But I can’t have it. I’m being good. I’m not entirely sure that opening some cider counts as being really good, but I didn’t reach for the tea or the chocolate stash I can’t touch until this is over with.
I got home, put the kettle on and then realised I was on auto pilot with old habits and I may have spoken with more colourful language than people should hear, in both English and French. I may also have cursed a certain person repeatedly. Not that I meant to do it. However, dinner and having the chance to relax have calmed my temper considerably.
I woke up to another donation this morning. One that had me smiling wider than I can possibly say. So close to last time’s total. I’m really hoping we can push this into the second week (even if my temper may get the better of me at points).
So please, please, please, if you can, whether it’s $1 CAD or $100 CAD go see how you can donate.