Without going into a lot of detail the last few days have been particularly frustrating and have really gotten me down for a variety of reasons. There's just been a seemingly unending series of hits, none of them overwhelming all by themselves but taken together I just felt beaten down. Monday was just a crappy day that started out bad and got worse and following on the heels of other days which followed a similar pattern. One friend gave a listening ear and enough kind words to keep me putting one foot in front of the other. After work last night a coworker and I went for ice cream and just talked for a good while. When I got home I found that Calypso had rediscovered the helpful version of herself. She had some tacos waiting. Oh, and those tacos....seems the ground venison has disappeared again...Calypso was feeling frustrated and vented to a friend who then took it upon himself to run himself and his sister to the store to get Calypso some ground meat for tacos. That was just going above and beyond and it kind of blew me away that this kid and his sister would go so far out of their way since they live about 30 minutes away from us. And no, I don't think this was his way of angling to curry favor with Calypso in hopes of a date. I've seen him do exceedingly kind things for other people with no expectation of anything in return.
I'm still working on getting over that beaten down feeling (I think going to bed soon after I click "publish" will help) but the string of unexpected kindnesses certainly are very welcome and appreciated bits of relief to start the recovery.