Poor Pitiful Me...

I'm having one of those days. Do you know them? The days when you think you're pretty much good for nuthin'.

I don't feel like a good mommy. I don't feel like a good daughter or friend. I don't think there's any way Mac should think I am a prize wife of any sorts and I certainly don't feel like a good employee.

I don't feel pretty, I don't feel smart or organized. I don't feel accomplished or nice or anything good.

I've got tears in my throat and feel like if I get my little ole feelins hurt one more time I'm just gonna goosh the ugly girl tears.

Do any of you have those days too, or is it just me feeling sorry for myself for no dang good reason? Meds, I tell ya. I'm sure the doctor would give me a bucketful if I would just tell him my crazyhead thoughts.

How can I shake off the funk? It needs to happen quick-like. I don't much care for this funky me.

Don't get me wrong...I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me. Maybe just shake me a bit and tell me to snap out of it...it's a waste of time and energy to feel sorry for yourself. I've got everything a girl could need. I just want and need to be better. Be a better me. That's what tomorrow will hold. It just has to. Funky = not me anymore!!!

See, I feel better already.

Now for some sleep or I don't know if I'll be able to pull it off tomorrow either.