I'm feeling kind of punky today. You know those kind of days, where it starts with putting off getting out of bed, the sun isn't out and it looks like rain, it would be nice to stay in bed. Then you look at the clock and realize you can't put it off any longer. Then you rush around to make up for the extra time you spent in bed. Then you get to work and punch your time card on the wrong side, so that it looks like you worked on a Sunday two weeks ago. Then you tell the department assistant that the time clock seems to be malfunctioning, to which she points out that you simply need to turn your time card around. And then you know the day just isn't yours. And you think you should probably go home and go back to bed, but you can't, because, well.....you just can't. You're a grown-up now, whether you feel like one or not. And grown-ups can't go home to bed whenever they feel like it. So you stay at work, but as you feared, the day is indeed not yours and most of it is spent feeling irritated at.....well, at yourself for being in such a funk. And you try not to be irritated at others, so you just don't talk much. Then you go home and you think about going to bed then, but who goes to bed at 5:30? So you go to the computer and start reading through your blogroll, which is becoming quite lengthy. And you read today's post on the Johnson Family's blog and you realize that compared to what their little munchkin is going through, whether or not today is your day, your life is pretty blessed and you don't have much to complain about.
“Clouds may come, but clouds must go, and they all have a silver lining. For behind each cloud you know, the sun, or moon, is shining.”
Hoping the sun's out tomorrow,
Sarah
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