I’m testing out a few Goldfish Crackers for “lunch”, it was the only thing I could find, on my 4th trip around the kitchen, mind you, that looked manageable.
It’s one of those days. I’m getting over a nasty bug, I missed a goodbye party for one of my favorite people ever, a former teacher of both boys, and, of course, we have issues to troubleshoot with Ben’s MACE and Mitrofanoff. I’m missing another goodbye party tonight and a couple of days with friends to boot.
I know things could be worse, Lord knows how much worse they have been. And I realize the timing of my sickness could have been worse, like while Mike and Hannah were gone for a week. I know many people are truly suffering. I know how to look at the bright side and cheer myself up, but sometimes I just don’t want to.
Do you ever just want to have a solo pity party, just amp up the blues and whine a bit? That’s how I feel today.
I know it’s ridiculous, I know I’m being silly, and yes, I’m wallowing.
No, I won’t remain here, and yes, I’ll get back to being my positive self, but today is a day to pout.
And my temp just went back up. I might not be as “over” this bug as I thought.