It's Saturday. And what a great day of the week Saturday is. Especially when I don't waste most of it sleeping in and getting a slow start in the morning.
I got up early to go help clean the church, which actually consisted of setting up chairs. No worries, and it got me out of bed. Since then I've helped clean the apartment and have been wading through e-mail. And it's not even 11:00 yet.
The windows are open and a nice spring breeze is blowing into the apartment. Frank Sinatra is playing quietly in the background, Amy is on the Love Sac writing in her journal. No pressing worries at the moment. It just feels...yeah... life is good.