I've been running myself ragged these last couple of days, and it all caught up to me on Saturday right in the middle of my dance recital. What started as a tickle in my throat turned out to be a full-fledged bug that knocked me out flat. I am only about 60% better.
So, when I finally got it together to attend a meeting this morning, I was not expecting to walk away feeling like I had gone through it all again. Let's just say that things did not end well...
And it took a little while for it all to settle in, but I am a little peeved. Why me?
(I am not questioning God, I am just asking in general, why me? If I didn't care then why would I have [insert some self-sacrificing act in this space] but whatever)
But things could be so much worse, so instead of licking my wounds, I plan to work it out. One door closes and a window opens. A project that I had been thinking of starting could be implemented sooner because now the way is a lot clearer. I will just move on.
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