How Could It Be Better

Well, it was a good day! I slept late, ate a great breakfast with my sweetie, fished a little, gave Chuck (my neighbor)  my catfish catch of the day, fished a little more, did a little writing on Book 3, piddled in the shop for a while, ate a late lunch, wrote a song, visited with neighbors Diane and Fred, in from Austin, for a bit, fished a little more, ate supper (tamales and chili), rewrote the song, sat by the fire by the lake listening to some good music with Amber and Beau Bo, fished a little more and then came in to go to bed just to be reminded I get to sleep an extra hour this morning. How could it be any better!