Had to get up to go to therapy. The weather was foul in the extreme, too. Came home, took a nice nap, then puttered on-line for awhile, then took my laundry down and did some shopping. By which time it was almost time to go to my meeting. I went to the Bronx, and ate dinner at Boston Market. The meeting was good, on worry and on self esteem. And now it's almost time for bed.
1. My meeting and the people there.
2. When I slipped on ice crossing the street I didn't fall.