The Sun is Shining

and that is a great thing. I'm over being depressed and anxious about things I cannot change. I'll leave that for the psychos ...but one question; when do you know when it's time to check yourself into a mental hospital? Anyone?

Given that I'm trying to be less negative and not complain about everything, I don't have much to say. What is there to talk about if I'm not moaning about something shitty?

My car is almost ready - YAY. It's one day until Friday - YAY. I am trying my hardest to change my reaction to, well, everything, in hopes of becoming a happier person. Don't roll yer eyes at me! I'm waiting for my Complaint Free World purple bracelets and in the mean time have started reading yet another book called "How to Heal Toxic Thoughts" by Sandra Ingerman. It's good. It's helping.

I've started walking/running after work with the French bulldog, which I hate to admit because I'm a lazy motherfucker, makes me feel good.

I've realized that 7/10 blogs posted should be categorized under "my complaints". However, only 2 are. I have nothing to complain about and that makes me want to complain!