The good news is that by the grace of Heaven I was able to reconstruct a 200+ page appendix to a document that I accidentally deleted just before we were supposed to file it electronically.
The good news is that it only took me an hour and a half to do so, check and recheck my work and check it again.
The good news is that I did not cry all the way home from sheer relief and gratitude.
The good news us that I did not cause or participate in any accidents on the way home.
The good news is that I had money to tank Lorelai.
The good news is that I found the last pint of Chocolate Therapy in the grocery store.
The good news is that Mel and Squishy were home so I could do a drive-by hugging and take them some stuff.
The good news is that I left before the twin I'm not ready to speak to showed up.
The good news is that the other twin is coming by after work today and taking the canoes out of the back yard.
The good news is that the Yard Dude comes today, and when I come home after Knit Night the lawn will look and smell wonderful.
The good news is that tonight is Knit Night.
The good news is that I might get to spend a little time with LittleBit beforehand.
The good news is that Heaven is still in the business of hearing and answering prayers. Even when childbirth words are the punctuation. I have never been more sure that God knows me, individually, and loves and blesses me despite my faults, than I was yesterday.
I am, nevertheless, hoping for a less exciting day than parts of yesterday were.