The other day I had “one of those days.” You know the kind I am talking about. It goes like this:
-I scratched off a bunch of things on my to-do list, but forgot the most important one. (Grrr!)
-My kids didn’t get any of their homework done. (That’s right. NONE of it.)
-I got dinner cooked, but the house is a mess and there were five loads of laundry left untouched. (Hate it when Fauneil has to come home to that.)
-I spent money on stuff that I should have never have bought. (Total buyers remorse and guilt.)
-I spilt hot chocolate all down the front of the kitchen cabinets and onto the floor.
-I have major life decisions that I keep putting off.
Well, the day goes on from there, but I won’t bore you with any more of the horrific details. I don’t want you to get depressed like me. On days like this I feel incomplete. I feel lame. Have you ever felt like this? Had days like this? I am sure you have. We all do. Still, these days are “Blah” and I hate them.