Plan A involved telling you about a lot of the amazing things that happened today:
A visiting author who self-published herself into 100,000 book sales.
Classes working on a production of Susan Glaspell's play Trifles.
Nora praying for all the guys who work at the telephone pole production factory that their "owies" would heal fast.
All the cheese and summer sausage and crackers I just ate for supper.
Finding my coffee mug sitting by the trophy cases in the basement of Weller.
The fire of the sky and the trees for a moment while I walked into the building.
Christmas lights and hand shakes and a morning at home.
Instead I'll tell you about Plan B: