I think I’ve been doing a decent job at being positive. I wouldn’t say a good job, but a decent job. I’ve still been projecting my feelings in the wrong direction a lot, instead of just dealing with them internally, and getting over it and moving on. I got myself a little down before leaving work today, and then stayed another hour and a half late, hoping getting some work done would make me feel better about work. News Flash: It just made me more upset. At the situation. At my self. At external things that don’t affect me.
So . . . I kept in mind what Sarah said at work today, that dogs are like therapy for people. They really are. After this I felt a lot better . . .
Although I got a big scratch on my neck. Oh well, it was worth it. Immediately, I felt better. Then I opened the mail and my custom Christmas cards had arrived! And I searched in the cupboard for something for dinner, and came up with a fabulous mix for some Potato-Corn Chowder (currently simmering)! And I read Caitlin’s blog, and I missed home, but felt content and happy that home is also here. I’m planning a nice relaxing, quiet evening of reading and eating. And then curling up in my nice clean flannel sheets.
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