I was all poised to wallow in self-pity.

Then a small event occurred which really shouldn't, by rights, have boosted me as much as it did, but which took me from the blackest pit to a point of complete equanimity with the world.

It wasn't as if I didn't have anything to look forward to tomorrow already - on the contrary, I did, and I knew I would enjoy it.  But now I had two things to look forward to, and somehow that small difference was enough to completely overbalance the seesaw the other way, and herald a lovely evening.  Probably not a good sign, that I'm so easily mood-swung, but I'm not about to complain just at the moment...