It’s 10:30 PM, Tuesday evening, and I am just now remembering I never submitted a “Make It A Great Day” blog post earlier in the day.

I honestly believe I made it a great day!

There was nothing unusual about my morning, which promptly began at 6:15 AM as it does every morning. I knew I was going to El Toro for lunch so I opted not to eat breakfast. By 8 AM, I was at my desk, feverishly organizing my research notes.

The dogs had a great morning despite Colonel Deeds trying his damnedest to engage the others in energetic play. It was obvious that they were getting pissed with him so I hooked him up to his leash and had him snuggle at my feet beneath my desk.

I met Mary Loman in Mama Kay’s driveway at 12:40 PM and we retrieved The Mama from Saint Albert, the Great Catholic Church. We journeyed to El Toro and had a fun, delicious, and animated, lunch, together.

After feeding the dogs upon my return home, I utilized a good portion of my 90 remaining minutes to work on my note organization. By 5:05 PM, I landed downtown to be at the Schuster Center by 5:30 PM for further training. Tonight’s training was on emergency evacuation which we physically rehearsed with a group of volunteers serving as patrons while others assumed their regular duties as though we were in performance during an energy.

While this was a practice, or rehearsal, there was an elevated energy and nervousness. My Volunteers were superb. I am ever more appreciative of Mother who always modeled and exhibited a tremendous amount of calm and collectedness during a crises. I am convinced that tonight’s dress rehearsal is indicative of how I would conduct myself should I ever need to rise to the occasion.

I was excited to see David & Cathy Long as I was leaving. I had no idea they were volunteers for Dayton Live.

I joined J. for a late dinner at the Chinese buffet and return home to some excited pooches. I’ve packed more into this day than I normally do, but I’m feeling a good deal of energy and greater enthusiasm.

I’m hoping I can repeat tomorrow with the same degree of energy and passion. Some days are easier than others. These past few weeks, I’ve had folks say, “You are so busy!” No, I am not. Each morning, I read through my Facebook memories and grieve the days, 2006-2018, when I truly was productive at least eighteen hours each day, running on full energy. However, I do accept the current me and how my body’s energy reserves are greatly altered and unpredictable.

This is where I really do fight to “make it a great day.”