I realized recently that my tone has been rather negative on my blog recently. I'm not usually that girl. Then again I'm also not usually sick for three months in a row either. This said it's easy to get bogged down by complaining, with a case of the woe is me-s or by general moroseness when you've unwell for this long.

But I don't want to be that girl. So here goes.

On my walk to work this morning, I realized that the snow pile behind Billa that spends most of the day in the shade is now only hip high. That's pretty wonderful. Hello, spring! (Okay, that does sill make the snow pile fairly large considering the fact I'm 5'11 but that's still something.)

Work has been tough recently but at my desk this morning I realized that I'm more or less caught up on emails. That's pretty wonderful. Grades are a different thing but I am not thinking about that right now. Somehow I know that I'll get everything done on time for my 4pm deadline tomorrow.

One of my colleagues H. told me today during a bomb drill (yes, a bomb drill), that she really liked my outfit and she'd meant to tell me a lunch but never had a chance. <em>Aw</em>. What a wonderful thing to say. That kind of made my day.

On the 111 bus home, I spotted a man playing tick-tack-toe on his smart phone. I watched him play for a couple of stops. Then I realized that he's an old man with a bald spot who still wears the rest of his hair long playing tick-tack-toe on his smart phone. <em>His smart phone</em>. (I don't even have a smart phone.) Anyhow, I thought that was pretty wonderful. Of all of the games he could be playing, he decides to stick with a classic. I think there's a awfully good life lesson wrapped up in that.

So don't mind me. I am just looking for some wonderful.