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Some days you wake up with the best intentions and the highest spirit for what's to come in that very special 24 hour window of time.  And some days you must employ your feel good exercises a little extra.

I had a day like this very recently; try as I might I kept hitting wall after wall of frustration:

-an extensive work project was almost complete and then poof!  It drifted off into the land of make believe, a mere figment of imagination, only to be revisited in my dreams.  

-a burner on the stove decided to literally burn up the inner plate liner and created that terrible burnt smoky smell in the house for hours.  This happened seemingly out of no where, no liquid boiled over, no obvious spills, I was heating water in my teapot!

-my hair is peeling after recently having it colored.  This happens every so often when I color it, as I'm sensitive to the dye, and really there isn't much I can do besides a deep conditioning treatment.  Just have to ride it out, get it out, part my hair to the right a little extra and move on.

-made a grilled cheese, set on a paper towel, didn't see the delicious gourmet goodness melt onto said paper and in seconds time my lovely meal was finito.

These are all "issues" not worth losing sleep over, I know.  It's still okay to have moments of frustration and pout through them occasionally.  I personally hate feeling frustrated and try extra hard to beat it and get back to sunshine and optimism quickly.  I am better when living as a happier person than as someone who loses their shit because their grilled cheese becomes one with paper products.  It's all about perspective and when these snafus happen, a fast bout of meditation, a cup of hot lemon water, and decompressing in some order of creativity (hey blog hey) usually does just the trick.

Moving along and hope you are too, love bugs.

mkh

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