Today was not a bad day. It was not a perfect day, either. What day have I had that has been perfect? Okay…enough of that. Just making small talk here at the moment. Anyway, the meaning by not a bad day is not really important. It was not a bad day for me at all. I was busy for the afternoon at school, read, watched TV, and snuggled with Bing, and dined out with a dear friend of mine after she got off of work. After dinner I visited with other tenants in the community room while they played Bingo. Today was not a bad day.