While waiting (patiently) for the arrival of my first grandchild, I took the opportunity today to stretch my legs and walk about the area near where my daughter and son-in-law live.
It beats pacing the hallways.
The air is very cool and crisp and it might snow this week. I'm bundled up and trying to keep a clear head. Life is beautiful. Not nearly perfect, but I'm digging the hell out of it right now.
Not much is going to bring me down.
I just need for this kid to make an appearance before Saturday when I'm scheduled to fly back to California.