Happy Days

I had a miserable day today. Ok...I guess it wasn't miserable, but that's the only big word I can think of right now. It was one of those days when I gotta wonder why I got outta bed. It began when I splattered hot oatmeal down my jammies and all over the kitchen floor, breaking the glass bowl into a million tiny pieces...and ended with me sitting here typing on my blog about how bad of a day I had. :) Work: stressful and exhausting; Weather: blowin' cold, rainy and windy; Toilet: broken; Attitude: in the toilet; Mood: irritable; Printer: out of ink; Head: hurts; TaeKwon Do: late... I know it doesn't sound that bad but I like to feel sorry for myself every now and again to liven things up. Pretty sad when your child tells you that you need to set a goal to be NICE! ugh! Life is definitely not perfect around here but I appreciate God for mixin' it up a little bit here and there. Wouldn't want life to be too boring. Besides, there's always tomorrow to try it again! Keep up the smiles and keep a truckin' along!