Rather than rewrite every past post, can’t we all assume that I have at least as many positive thoughts about my work as negative? I glance over previous entries and fear that I sound too negative, too anxious, too whatever. I’m working on being more accepting of myself–the good, the bad, the ugly. It all adds up to me. And the more accepting I am of myself, the more accepting I will be of you or so conventional wisdom goes. At tne moment, I am feeling like I have a fantastic job and I’m looking forward to the week. Clearly, one would not guess that based on my last entry. You will have to take my word for it though that I am not a raving lunatic with insane mood swings. The cognitive, rational part of my mind actually does know that this range of emotions is normal. Honest.

Yesterday, Sunday, was a blur of holiday parties interrupted by an unexpected funeral of an old family friend. Knowing that I had overscheduled us all from the outset, I tried to go with the flow as events simply fell off our plan. We called to say we’d be picking up our daughter early from a sleepover and then wound up being late; we called to say we’d be late to another event and then had to kill time in the lobby because we were so early. We missed two events all together because of the funeral. This sounds a bit nightmarish and I know I sound disorganized but I am shockingly accepting about the entire day. Stuff happens. And the finality of death puts in all in perspective.

Have a good day! Diane