My Life Does Not Suck

I recently watched a movie where that was a phrase repeated several times by the main character. Of course, he was trying to convince himself (unsuccessfully) that his life really wasn't that bad. 

Being a very much in the moment kind of person, I found myself repeating "My Life Does Not Suck" to myself a lot lately.  In the midst of things going wrong, it sometimes can be hard to remember that it's really not all that bad.  Between asking myself what did I do to deserve to be taken so for granted, to O deciding to colour on our LCD television (with a wax crayon fortunately), to money being too tight to get groceries at the moment so we are living on the dregs of the pantry (bleh), to headaches, meeting a new doctor and feeling very foolish in front of said doctor, to constant cracks from my children about my weight or "did you used to be skinny" or to daddy "maybe we should get some of those (diet) pills for mommy", to being in a new community where so far it's been very difficult making friends, there are days I just want to throw in the towel and put my head in the oven.  Too bad we don't have gas.  Sigh.

I have to stop and remind myself of the moments of fun, like making my little ghosties, playing "Go For It" with hubby and getting together at McD's for coffee with my girlfriend while O played and made new friends.

I am actually blessed in a multiple of ways including my husband and three children.  I just haven't figured out how to live peacefully with everything that I have been blessed with.