Yesterday started off well enough: I got up early, but that's not uncommon for me. After taking my youngest daughter to work at 7am, I did some things around the house and then spent about an hour cleaning up outside. I love the notion that it's getting warm enough to start doing outside activities. Anyway, from there I had to take my mother shopping (I usually take her on Sunday, but this week it worked better to do it on Saturday). From there things seemed to slide down hill.
Again, I'm not sure just wasn't working right for me, but I felt as if I had little patience. There was also a certain "anxiety" about me, although I'm not sure that is the right word to describe how I was feeling.
Maybe it was just the different routine, maybe it was the changing weather, who knows. Damn, I sound like some 75 year old lady who gets wigged out whenever she can't go to the store on Fridays at 10am. What's wrong with me?
I got home from all the running around at about 3pm or so and basically didn't do much after that, unless you consider watching back to back Terminators (the latest episode of Terminator: Sarah Connor & Terminator 3) to be productive. By the time I got to bed I was exhausted. Whatever was bothering me seemed to take a lot out of me.
I slept relatively well last night, so that's a good omen for today. As for how I "feel", I'm going to focus on the positive. If there is one thing I truly believe at my core it's...
You Choose Your Attitude
...no one or no thing can crawl into your head without your permission. Today I'm going to choose to focus on the good stuff.
Here's to warm Sundays in March.