Later this afternoon, I needed to pick up Paige from Brownies. Her meeting is just around the block but I have driven the 1/8 of a mile since September because the weather is always too depressing to walk in, so I started for the car at 4:55. But wait! What light through yonder window breaks...(We're starting Shakespeare this week, please forgive). If I drove in this shimmering sunny day, I might jinx the whole thing and awaken tomorrow to thunderbolts and lightning (very very frightening). So stroll I did and when Paige stepped outside, she was perplexed. Mom, did you walk here? My resistance to exercise is legendary.
Extra joie de vivre here: