As you know, yesterday started off rocky. Although it smoothed out over time, I lost the entire morning and part of the afternoon to the frustration that had hold of me.
Which was worse, the thing I was frustrated about, or the fact that I let it mess me up so much? Probably option B, huh?
An unkind person might say I was wallowing. Well, maybe not an unkind person. Maybe an honest person. Okay, yeah, I admit it. I was wallowing.
It still surprises me that people actually read the blog. It's surprising that you care about me, when most of you don't really know me... Or do you? Do I put enough of myself into this bit of daily writing that frequent readers know me very well? Hm.
Anyway, feeling more positive today. I worked til late last night on a video for The Blank Book, and unless I completely mess it up when adding the music, I think it will be decent. This morning I received an email from someone who had just read that book, and really enjoyed it. She's going to share it with her sisters and her granddaughters. I think it's wonderful that her granddaughters might like it. Maybe I'm cross-generational. Never even considered the possibility.
The thing that was frustrating me yesterday? It hasn't changed, and unless something drastic and unforeseen happens, it ain't gonna change. So I'm breathing deeply and setting it aside. I even changed the desktop of my computer to this yoga girl.
Every time I look at her, I take a deep breath.
Maybe I should have just posted something superficial and chatty yesterday instead of admitting I had my mad face on. But I'm not very good at pretending to be something I'm not. Thanks for being here with me then, and thanks for coming back today. The blog has become a bit of a tea party with friends, hasn't it?
So, today it's English Breakfast. One lump or two?