Whew.

I can not tell you the last time I was sooooooooooooooo frustrated.

O, yea I can…

It was yesterday!!

LOL.

I have to laugh.

It’s either that or cry for an hour.

I don’t have an hour.

I am tired.

I am discouraged.

I am/have been honest with God and Life and have told both I am soooooooooo over this day.

Yea, yea, I know it’s a day to rejoice and be glad in it. I am rejoicing this damn, frustrating day is almost over!!!

*stamps foot*.

Whew!

Okay, I admit. I don’t want the day to be over. Just the struggle. Just the hard. Just the lemonade making portion of the day.

Can I tell you a secret, beloveds? The best part of the day is fixing to come. How do I know this? Cuz I am about to ‘make it so’ as Picard would say.

I am going to grill me a chopped steak, make me some baby potatoes, turn on my mood lights, listen to some soothing music, climb onto The Father’s Lap and tell Him ALL about my frustrating day He made for me. We shall laugh. He may tell me something interesting. He may tell me nothing. I may not learn a thing. I may not grow one lick. Sounds satisfying.

Life is short. Much too short to waste the rest of a good evening, remaining frustrated about a day that has done it’s work. As have I. I did my try. Nothing I have tried has worked, it seems, today. Maybe, tomorrow. Who knows? Who cares. I have an evening to enjoy.

Taters,

Cassandra

#YourLifeMattersToMe

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