the World of Webmistress Ming

Today, I am thankful.

Eyes are "stable". Whatever was growing in the blind spot a year ago looks like testing variation. I still have to be followed, but with no new change, we can stick with the original diagnosis: just a quirk of anatomy.

I can't say I feel reborn--both eyes still feel as if they were sanded. Funny, too, that I'll have to have a passport photo taken today, and with all the swelling, it will match what I look like post-air travel quite nicely.

But all other things are coming together for good. I have an agent ready to sign for the Christmas book. I have a visit planned to grandmother and great-aunt, with two stops along the way for rest and renewal. I have my third interview this week, and it's a first: Real Simple magazine. WHEE! That one's eluded me for years.

Best, I have my Youth Center kids to care for. Three of our youth are homeless at the moment, with several others "couch surfing". I will be shopping for them today--underthings and socks and toiletries. Better to give to them than to stuff one more unnecessary item into my house.

Now, off to prepare for the interview--and Brighid, stop worrying.