1. I finished a story. Which is the sort of thing that always catches me off guard. I type that final period, there is a temporary suspension of time, and then my head swivels from side to side and I say (if only to myself), "Ha? Wha? What just happened?"
2. Lea has now been flipping, flopping, snorting, and breathing softly in her own bed for a full week. If only Ms. Chatelaine were having as much luck potty-training her puppy. I, meanwhile, have re-discovered the joy of reading in my bedroom at midnight.
It's the little things.