Yesterday was a turd of a day. Could have done without it.
Fortunately, because I sometimes have trouble “living in the moment,” a bad day can seem less so. Because I am looking forward to some upcoming events or goodness, the climb from the bottom of my mood cave is less steep. Stuff is gross and bad sometimes, but quickly moving on is vital to my mental health. And never once has Justin put me down when I am already in the bottom of a bucket. He hangs a little rope over the edge and encourages me to grab it. Even if I don’t want to, cause I feel like wallowing my bad mood bucket, it is nice to see my escape routes.
A couple things gave me a better perspective on my day after arriving home last night.
That last image links you to a co-worker’s blog that I just discovered last night. I am happy to see that there are cupcake recipes. I plan on cornering her at the water cooler and forcing my friendship upon her. Sounds like an HR violation waiting to happen.