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Surprised by Joy by William Wordsworth

Surprised by joy-- impatient as the Wind
I turned to share the transport -- Oh! with whom
But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb,
That spot which no vicissitude can find?
Love, faithful love, recalled thee to my mind--
But how could I forget thee? -- Through what power,
Even for the least division of an hour,
Have I been so beguiled as to be blind
To my most grievous loss! -- That thought's return
Was the worst pang that sorrow ever bore,
Save one, one only, when I stood forlorn,
Knowing my heart's best treasure was no more;
That neither present time, nor years unborn
Could to my sight that heavenly face restore.

Joy seems more like a Christmas word than a Lenten word.  It's also a word that is sometimes difficult to find in February.  It's turning out to be a joyful week after a slow start.  Tuesday night I met  friends for dinner.  They are wonderful women who bring joy even when life is stressful.  Even with Tuesday's dinner, I started today feeling stressed out.  Since I am trying to refinance my mortgage, I need an appraisal on my condo, and the appraiser is coming Saturday morning.  As I thought about the remainder of the week, I started to panic since I knew my place should look decent when the appraiser visits.  After talking to a couple of colleagues and sending a multitude of texts, I procured a cleaning lady to take care of my bathroom and kitchen (today!).  Let's be honest.  I've never had a cleaning lady before, but walking into my condo tonight after work was joyful.  This will allow me to attend class tomorrow night and Wing Young Huie/John Coy's book release on Friday before the appraisal on Saturday.  Life is indeed full of joy.

Joyful happenings...
1) My first (probably not last) visit by a cleaning lady
2) Wednesday spin class and its awesome instructor
3) Drinking Bent Paddle Cold Press Black Ale (Who doesn't want to mix coffee and beer?) with witty women.


BTW- My picture of biking outside brings joy.  It looks like it could be in the 50s this weekend, so I might bike outside in February!

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