Feeling like Eeyore

A few weeks ago, I had a horrible day. No major thing caused it, just a bunch of little things, one after the other, building up over time. (Accompanied with not enough sleep.) I won't bore you with the details because they're petty, boring and not important, but the result was that I was in such a negative mood that I became overly-critical of myself. This, my friends, is a dangerous thing. Once you start thinking negative things about yourself, it feels almost as if you end up in a bottomless pit.

Sitting there in my misery, with a dark cloud hanging over my head, I tried to find some uplifting things to read. But the only thing that lead to, was that I wanted to publish a post on my blog saying: "People, I'm tired of hearing about perfect lives. I want to hear about your struggles and your weaknesses. I just want to know that you're human, too!!!!"

I sat there feeling much like George Bailey in "It's a Wonderful Life", feeling as if nothing I do matters. (Don't be alarmed, I was not thinking about jumping off a bridge.) I don't do enough fun and creative activities with my kids, I need to lose those extra pounds, my house isn't always spotless etc. I'm telling you it was bad. I usually have a pretty positive and optimistic outlook on life, but not that day.

How grateful I am to my husband for taking the time to listen to me. That big, crazy guy has a huge heart. He pointed out all the things we have to be grateful for and I finally realized that life really is wonderful. But sometimes it's difficult, too. And that's OK.