It was a good mistake

Yesterday, I enjoyed another great bed bath. After getting cleaned up, I chose my wolf bed set, curtains, and throw pillow. I quickly found out that I mistakenly bought a sheet set instead of a bedspread set. No worries. I received a credit for my incorrect purchase, got to keep the fitted sheet and pillowcases, and bought flowers with the credit. Fantastic. I was wondering what I would do about my flower shortage.

I have a pretty decent setup. My neighbor’s snoring for someone else would be horrible. I’m happy that his noise means I can play my books and music louder without worrying I will disturb him. The staff and management obstructions increase my creativity and patience. I’m going to be Indestructible and unstoppable.

I’m working hard on regaining more of my lips and tongue movements. I was not given the exercises I requested from my Speech Therapist. All I received were caution and stop signs. Guess what? By trying to chew and swallow little by little, I have somewhat improved my tongue abilities. Not very strong, though.

I’m going to count it all joy. I’m not going to give up, and I won’t give up what little bit I can do without a fight. I’m hoping you’re a fighter, also. There is no influence like the influence of habit. Gilbert Parker. Try to be like the turtle – at ease in your own shell. Bill Copeland. Innovation distinguishes between a leader and a follower. Steve Jobs. The only sure weapon against bad ideas is better ideas. Alfred Whitney Griswold. Simplysaidbysimon, giving up is sometimes a bad idea. ALS – A Long Survivor. Thanks, Belinda.