Morning.

The Best:

I went to the doctor to get a sickness treated. I took care of myself.

The Worst:

I was not welcoming and open when my husband called me to tell me about a problem.

Afternoon.

The Best:

I took my doggy for a long, wonderful walk. She had a great time, as did I. I love to take the both of us on walks together. I don't know why it seems always to take me so long to remember how wonderful it is for the both of us.

The Worst:

I am preparing for lying. My family is coming to visit me, and I am getting all kinds of things ready to hide my husband from them. This character defect is my largest and my most destructive: keeping secrets. I am not sure what is up with my need to have a secret life all the time, but it is exhausting and unhealthy. I hope that I am growing past this long-standing habit.