Regret is one side of a mistake;
enlightenment is the other.

So says my perpetual calendar today.

I have a few regrets. Some things I regret are missed opportunities that came as a result of making a bad decision. But the up side to that really is the enlightenment that was gained. I'm extremely hard headed. I have to learn my lessons the hard way. I also march to the beat of a different drummer. Sometimes I don't always that the direct route to things. I have to go through pot holes, make a few mistakes, get lost, etc. before I learn my lesson. I used to beat myself up about things like that. Now I figure that these lessons are an emory board of sort, sloughing off the bad and helping develop a finer character.

Deacon Mike came to my classroom just like he promised. He worked on two wheel chairs and a walker. I am ever so grateful. I did not fuss over him and actually let one of the assistants show him what we needed to have fixed while I worked with my wheel chair kids. In other words, I went on about my daily routine. He got to see us in action on a slow day and heard us putting together a supply list. He contributed to conversation about batteries and battery chargers. It was nice to have input.

Today was pay day! I have taken care of the rent, the electric bill, cable, telephone and internet. I paid only half of the truck note. At the end of this month will come the major decision to keep the truck or give it up. I paid back Ruby and Mom. I bought a few can goods. Sleet and snow are in the forecast. I bought things that I could eat if the power went out. Right now I'm working on a load of laundry. I have a mountain of it to do. I'll get the rest tomorrow or the next.

I heard from Mac again. I told him to "pick up the phone or come by." It's a little silly to send forwards but not speak. I just see it as childish. It was one of the reasons I chose to walk away.

Thelma has called in her count down mode to surgery. She only has one of the two scheduled for tomorrow. She called and talked to Miss Pat, who fussed at her for not calling while she was visiting me over New Year's. She had received Thelma's letter with the picture of her and said that she looked like her sister. Interesting. These two women will turn out to be related. I just know it.

A couple looking for an Al-Anon meeting called here today. It looks like I might have to attend on Thursday even though I do not want to. I called Lois to let her know about the couple in case I decide not to attend. As I told them at the district meeting on Sunday, I am not the Al-Anon police. It is not my job to keep everyone straight. Lois supposedly has more time in the program than I do- she is more than capable of stepping up to the plate. For that matter, so is Susan.