You get the idea.
I used to have mornings like this all the time.
I was also 20 minutes late to therapy. WHICH SUCKED. Even though the session was good.
Gah…but here’s what I realized, and said to my therapist when she asked why I was so damned late…I used to have mornings like this all this time. ALL the time.
And I don’t anymore.
🙂 Let’s hear it for self-awareness and treatment. In light of this realization, I guess I’m just thankful that I don’t have lame mornings like this every day anymore. Even though I hate this morning, looking at the stuff that “wrong”, there’s some that I just plain don’t have control over. And I know what to do about the things I do have control over.
I just wish I would stop dropping shit. That’s got me on my last nerve.
xxxxxxx <———–See, there it is…my last nerve. Figured I'd type it out so I can keep track of it…