Payday

Yep, it's payday. Probably the most depressing time of the week. You get all hopes when you get your check and then you start the bill paying. Then grief of seeing your hard earned greenbacks walking out the door. Welcome to life as an adult! That would be Mumsy's favorite saying to me. But things are bound to get better, right?! Yes, of course they are. My family and I are champions of bill paying and will continue to do so till everything is set right. Until then, water down the soup, cut the meat thinner, and read instead of a movie. It could be worse...trust me it could always be worse.

Moral of the story: Count you blessings everyday. You woke up this morning. You have a roof over your head. You are healthy. No one has died. There is food in the fridge. Take joy where you can because you do not know what tomorrow holds.

Patience

I have also thought I had a great amount of patience for things that I cannot change. However, lately, I have found myself extremely irritated when things do not happen when and how they should. You would think that someone with my life experience would have the patience of a saint. Nope, the older I get the more I want things my way. Pathetic. I should no better. I am always harder on myself than anyone else. That is something that I am working on. I have to be willing to cut myself some slack. I need to set my alarm to wake up earlier, get up on my schedule, and wake up slowly like I like. I am not a morning person. Hopefully with that change, my attitude for the morning and the rest of the day will be better.

Are you a morning dove or a night owl? How do you cope with your own sanity and the needs of work/life?