I had a pretty good day. I had plenty of clean water to drink and nutritious (or otherwise, but completely my choice) food to eat. I knew where my family was and that they were safe. I talked to my sister on the phone. I washed and dried my clothes in my automatic washer and dryer. I drove to the bank in my car, as well as to the store, the post office, the coffee shop, the yarn store; I bought coffee, groceries, yarn; read a new book. None of these very simple things — things I take for granted every single day – was easily done by anyone in Haiti today.
The knit-signal's been thrown up; thankfully, you don't see it very often. Go here. Do something, if you can.