Yesterday was a pretty bad day. Without going into any sort of detail, it was bad, like really bad. It was so bad that not even homemade mac & cheese, the Bachelorette, a wonderful Hubby, and kitty snuggles could make it better.
I failed. I fell flat. I came up short.
How did I fail? I had set a goal for myself. It was a pretty big goal. Yesterday I found out that my goal, which I thought I was inches away from achieving, was still miles away. I was crushed, to say the least. So, I decided that I'd let myself have a day. One day to wallow in my self pity; one day to cry endlessly over my upset. I needed that day.