Depressed?

Last night we went to a singing party with some friends where we sang songs, eat dinner and the kids ran around. I loved sitting with Little T on my lap and singing with him.

C says I'm depressed. He thinks I'm more sad about missing this writing workshop than I should be. I dunno. I always worry about missing opportunities. I don't really have a good way to evaluate what I really need right now.

What I do know is that I keep writing. My non-fiction book is up to 17,808 words. I'm behind on my 500 word count today, but I'm more than ahead from other days.

Both Special K and Little T are wearing one sock.

Seems like a good time to do this meme:

Name 10 small things for which you're grateful

1. My sprained ankle is slowly healing, so I can walk around the house now.
2. The top of Little T's shoulder is now normal and not tumor.
3. Special K is over her cold.
4. Little T can wear little boy pants
5. Eating ripe organic bananas
6. Special K shuts the door to the bathroom so Little T can't go exploring there.
   
7. A nice hot cup of tea
8. Little T has started to look at books on his own just like big sis Special K
9. C has been getting together with some old friends.
10. After several "web site is down", I can finally pay my American Express card bill online.
    

I hate tagging people, but please carry on the meme if you feel so moved.