Bad Day

I am having a very bad day.  This makes me sad.  Which in turn makes me mad. 

I have lots of bad days. I don't know why.  Oh wait...yea, I kinda do. I think it's a combination of circumstances beyond my control and my own pity party tendencies, coupled with my neurotic attempts to control everything and anything.




An Accurate Representation of My Career

 

The result is that I start to feel like I'm losing my mind.



Losing My Mind


 When I'm having a very bad day, a darkness envelopes me that I can't shake.  Kinda like the dark passenger in the Dexter series, only without the serial homicides.  However, I must admit, that given the right set of circumstances, Dexter's way of relieving stress may be a viable option for me.

However, days like this usually tend to make me want to throw-in the towel.  A catalogue of various options then begins to flow through my mind.

Option #1



Option #2



Option #3



But then I look at my beautiful babies and I feel rejuvenated.



My Beautiful Babies

Inspired, I now look for ways to rid myself of the darkness.

I live to fight another day!

Me, Kicking the Shit Out of Adversity

Now, Where's My Glass of Wine?! 

HAVE A HAPPY DAY!!!