Do you ever have those mornings that just kind of suck? Today was one of those mornings.
I woke up in a terrible mood. Instead of feeling rested and ready to start another beautiful day, I felt stressed and agitated. I wanted to stay in bed, but I’d missed CrossFit the day before and really wanted to get to the box.
It happened so fast, I almost didn’t believe it. A car came out of nowhere, there was impact, and my heart leapt forward. There was damage, but it is repairable. There were tears, but no pain.
I never made it to CrossFit. I never even made it a mile from my house. I crawled back in bed with Derek and cried on his shoulders. The tears came and it felt like I was releasing every bit of tension I had in me. I wasn’t just crying about the vehicle, it was everything that’s been weighing on my shoulders. I needed that cry, I’d been holding it in for far too long.
I had cereal with Cool Whip while I spoke with the insurance company. Everything’s better with Cool Whip.
It’s wasn’t the end of the world – just a bad morning. I had my mini pity party and now it’s time to move on. Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow will be better.
Is it the weekend yet?