I can’t believe it’s November already. This year has just flown by at an unbelievable pace. I guess that happens when one is happy? I have a great “husbear” who makes me happy. I have a “best buddy” that I enjoy having fun with and hanging around. Day work is good. The night job could be a little better, but things are improving for all at the shop, so that’s good. Maybe it’s not age that makes the years go faster—maybe it’s being happy?