Happiness Is No More Delays

So I moved last night. Yeah, I thought it would be earlier, but Emily William took a strong dislike to the cat carrier, and I finally had to give up and leave him there. He’ll be fine, he was a stray for two years before he deigned to moved in with me and I have the whole neighborhood on the lookout and a cat carrier waiting for him, plus a way back into the house and garage . . . yes, that was not happy making. But to have the move finally done after two weeks of delays? Wonderful.

How did you not delay happiness this week?