Cleaning out my email this morning I found one I had written to a friend.
It started out: “So it was a nice, calm day at work yesterday. By the afternoon I was sitting at my desk thinking, ‘Hooray!’
“It just felt like a good day to say, ‘Hooray!’ I even posted it as my Facebook status. Hooray!”
I went on to write about how my phone rang and it was my husband: “I didn’t do it. It’s not my fault,” he said, which is never a good sign.