I've had one of those days. Nothing terrible happened. Just a lot of stupid little things. Funny how a pile of stupid things can weigh on you. I am greatful that my angst isn't attributable to something terrible. But dismayed that I can let myself get so unraveled by such trivial matters. Granted, it's a lot of trivial matters. And they are heaped upon a woman who isn't sure which way is up sometimes. Maybe that's it.
Maybe I am so overwhelmed at the many rapid changes in my life that the little things ding me a little harder than they used to. I overwhelm a little easier than I used to and I can't focus as well as I used to. It's very easy to make me cry these days, but I'm not crying daily as I was at one time. These aren't necessarily good things for a lady with a job and a life that moves at the speed of light. But...they are better than they were a month ago. Progress is encouraging.
I'm sleeping pretty well lately. That most definitely helps bolster the coping skills. And I am continuing to look forward. It's no longer just one day at a time and one foot in front of the other. I'm thinking of long term things like selling my house. That's good.
Two steps forward, one step backward. But at least the net is one step forward and that can't be anything but good.
