appreciated

Printers are a pita.  I wanted to type, "I've been wrestling with my printer today," but I felt I had already typed that sentence too many times, for this blog. 

I'm trying to print a calendar for next year.  Something is erring.  We tried many fixes to no avail.

This morning serving was pretty good.  Someone put her bag on my bread, which sucked.  Otherwise it was great.  J asked me how I was doing, and I said wonderful.  In that moment I was wonderful.

I gave J one of my zines, then another--she loves them.  I feel appreciated.