I try to be positive. I really do. But sometimes, I think life makes it nearly impossible. Nearly. Yesterday was one of those days. I started off in a pretty rotten mood, resulting from a culmination of stresses that had not been resolved from the night before (you know that saying about don't let the sun go down on your anger, it's there for a reason. Note to self.) So of course, I have to keep the world updated on my mood swings, and I start my facebook status morning off with "Caroline M... is having a hard time."
Now, I should have known better. Maybe I was asking for it. Murphy's law or something. Some things were minute, unimportant annoyances, but others were bigger than that, and a few somewhere in the middle..
-I lost my wallet. Tore the apartment up looking for it. And no luck. So my husband let me borrow his debit card to do some shopping.
-Which I lost.
-And as for that shopping...you can see my post on that here.
-I needed a specific card stock, and has to traipse all over town (3 different stores) to find it. Geez, it's just paper, but it took 2 hours to find.
- I then find out that a close friend has a miscarriage at 12 weeks. My heart breaks for them. I know Baby M was very well-loved for his/her short life.
- I knock my $600 camera off of my desk, and the lense breaks. We don't have the money to buy a new one.
- I get a phone call saying that my uncle has had a heart attack & as in the hospital.
- And to top it all off, David drops my iPhone on cement and cracks the screen.
It was a bad day. Maybe I never should have gotten out of bed. I'm no Pollyanna. But somehow, I survived. Today is a new day. I woke up to Dmitri's sweet smile, and it doesn't get much better than that. I hope it foretells of better things to come.
I'm still here.