I am grateful for a productive work day.
I am grateful for a night out on the town with Julie. We went to the Flying Otter, which is a restaurant at the terminal where the harbour planes dock at Victoria’s downtown inner harbour. There’s a great patio, right on the dock, where we watched the sun set and the moon rise. An otter happened by, too, but it didn’t fly. It swam. We then just walked around on the harbour for a bit, and perused Munro’s bookstore on the way back to the car. It was a fun, kidless, warm night where I felt like a tourist even though I live here. I am grateful for that.