Happy Wednesday

 For the past few days, I've been working up my courage and strength to go down to the basement, AKA the Dungeon.  I'd been wanting my trusty old Woolrich wool winter coat, and I knew it wouldn't come up the stairs on its own.  I haven't been able to wear that coat in over 20+ years, but with the weight I've lost I was sure it would fit.  So down I went this morning.  I'd been leary of going down to the basement, and even more leary of coming back up, with the couple of falls I've taken over the past couple of years.  But a few days ago, I went down a few steps and back up.  And I knew today was the day. I said a prayer for the Lord to keep His hand on me and keep me safe, and He sure did.  I got my coat and came back up, safe and sound.  I can't wait to go somewhere to wear it.