What a day!  I ate too much AND the wrong stuff.  I didn't exercise.  Regardless of how simple or complex the tasks, nearly everything went wrong.  I had so much time today and wasted nearly every minute.  I wonder, if I had spent the day under a blanket clicking the remote, would the day have been any less productive?

It took all day, but I finally figured out the point.  Hope.  A looking forward.  Even though today left much to be desired, there's the hope of tomorrow.  I look forward to tomorrow.  The future holds great opportunities to give God my best.  And should "tomorrow" not come, that will be ok, too, because that means I will be with my Lord whom I have adored lo these many years.  It's a win-win for me.  That's a great point.