Pity Party

I was all set to have a pity party today.

I have been extra tired the last week or so.  I have not been sleeping well.  My arm hurts from my Tetanus shot and I have just overall been feeling crappy.  My cell phone broke and I can't afford to get a new one right now. Joe not having a job is really putting a strain on our relationship.  We are barely making it paycheck to paycheck.  The list goes on.

Last night before I went to bed I was feeling very sad.  Sorry for myself.  Some tears were shed.  (Some of those were shed over my phone being broken.  I cried. Over a cell phone.  I really need to get over myself).

So this morning I woke up and was still feeling sad.  It's my day off so I didn't have to get up.

I was in bed in my pajamas with a cup of coffe and my computer.  Gizmo was there too.  Joe had to run an errand so I was all alone.

So I'm in bed, in my p.j.'s  all alone feeling sorry for myself.  Perfect setting for a pity party, right?

The conditions were just right.

Yet at the same time I was thinking about all the stuff going wrong in my life I was trying to remember all of the things I have to be thankful for too.

My car is old and falling apart.        

But every day on my way to work we pass this bus stop where a man in a suit with a brief case is waiting for the bus. I have a crappy car.  But I don't have to take the bus.

We live in a small space.  Sometimes I miss our old, larger apartment.

But this apartment is cozier and much easier to clean.

I wish my husband had a job.

But I love that we get to spend so much time together.


We got rid of our cable to save money.  I miss watching some of my shows.

But now that I spend less time watching t.v. I have been creating more, and reading more and just hanging out with Joe more.  What's not to like about that?


I hate that my sister lives so far away.  I miss my niece and nephew.

But my family is healthy. The fact that I only get to see them a few times a year makes the time we spend together that much better.


My cell phone broke.  I don't get to replace it with the phone I want.  I miss my IPhone.

But there are people in Japan who don't even have homes.
(I really am embarrassed about how upset I was about that damn phone).

I was reading some of my favorite blogs this morning and I came across this:

It was on this blog.  You should check it out.  It's a good read.  Especially on days when you feel like having a pity party.  (Its the Holstee Manifesto Poster, and you can check it out here:  Holstee.com)

And just like that, my pity party was over before it even started.



It's my day off.  I am going to make it a good one.