Lately I've managed to string together quite a number of days when a pity party is in order.
I still have not found a full time job,
My divorce attorney fouled up the filing so I had to start from scratch,
My nerves are on edge and I'm already a pretty hyper person,
And more...
Worrying and fretting solves nothing. I know this. Doesn't stop me.
I am learning to appreciate what I do have. And, I have a lot.
But on certain days...
