After a quick family trip, I got super sick and recovery has been slow. In the meantime the universe has been kicking my rear. I have whined and complained and thrown tantrums that involve phrases such as, "Ugh! I just want to hem my curtains and paint my chair!" It's all really silly, and I know that life happens and things don't always go according to plan. I haven't really been coping with that concept the last few weeks.
And really who can complain about life like this? Tell me, am I the only one who gets wrapped up in my own pity party?