Difficult, not much laughter, emotionally stressful, busy, hungry, lots of seriousness, lots of meetings, lots of coffee, not much sleep, cold, dreary, too much paperwork, miscommunications, needy children (my own and others), no water (just realized that!), coffee that spilled all over desk/phone/computer/floor/pants/paperwork..........
That kind of day. It's been like emotionally climbing a hill and being out of breath and just wanting to sit down and have someone come pick you up in a car.
It started in a silly, this-only-happens-in-my-life sort of way. I woke up at 2:00 this morning to the smell of poop. (Not my own.) Three dogs, a cat, and me were all locked up in my bedroom. I went to my adjoining bathroom and sure 'nuf, there was cat poop in the shower.
Well, if you know me on Facebook, you know how I feel about cat poop.
I decided to go back to bed, let it dry and pick it up in the morning.
At 3:00 this morning, I woke up because Nurdy and Kylie (Barb's dog that I was dog-sitting) were jumping back on my bed. Nurdy gave me his usual dog kisses and Kylie curled up under the cover behind my knees. I got up to use the bathroom and, lo and behold, the cat poop was GONE! Like magic! Right into Nurdy and Kylie's mouths right before I got the facial kisses and the friendly licks to the back of my knees.
It was gonna be that kind of day......
The positive things:
1. I had lost another pound this morning when I weighed in.
2. Even though it has been a frustrating day, I have not drowned my emotions in food.
3. I still have one meal to go but I think blogging now will keep me conscious and emotionally "awake" at dinner time.
I will continue to add to today's gratitude list. As long as I focus on that, I'll be OK.
I need to read the sign that's right in front of my eyes while I sit here at my desk. It says....
Take a deep breath. It's just a bad day, not a bad life.