Just One of Those Days

It's been a very busy and somewhat stressful day for me. I have no kids pulling at my dresstail and begging for time and attention. I don't have dirty diapers to launder or bottles to wash. No one has a runny nose or diarrhea. But it's been a difficult day.

We spent several hours at the hospital this morning while Don was put through a couple tests in preparation for an upcoming surgery. I came home to some problems that I had to deal with in other areas of my life. I'm feeling a bit guilty about some problems a friend has. The dog pooped in the floor while I was on the phone. Don had his monthly "bluegrass night" and I was left alone for the evening. It's made me a bit melancholy.

So, let's think this whole day through. Don came through his tests quite well, no ill-effects at all that we can see. I'm involved in a couple projects through church that are, after all the problems and hair-pulling, very rewarding and fulfilling projects. I'm not responsible for the decisions my friends make or don't make, so I shouldn't feel guilty about them. Don has found something that he absolutely loves in interacting and playing music with some friends each month.

In other words, what, exactly, has made this day difficult? Maybe my response to things? I don't enjoy sitting for long periods of time with little to do. I especially don't enjoy things that don't run smoothly. (Does ANY project run totally glitch-free?) When I'm feeling melancholy, I don't really like being left alone (although I'm certain that I'm not good company then). I need to get past taking on responsibility for everyone else's problems. It's a matter of perspective. Thanks to this post, I'm going to stop the negative, draining thinking about the day and begin appreciating the good things that happened.

Thank you, blogspot!