bella

Opening line seemed fitting:
"My grandmother used to say: If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans."

Today was hard, or more specifically tonight was hard. I really was tired of being stuck at the house when I knew a bunch of my friends were getting together to celebrate a friend's A exam completion. I had used up most of my energy today doing work, and had very little left and I have to teach tomorrow, so I wasn't going to go. But that just reminded me of the fact that:
1. I already missed the A-exam celebration (and birthday celebration) of a good friend here because I'm sick.

2. I'm tired of being home alone when my friends are together having a good time.

3. I'm tired of eating the food that I have, and I wanted Thai so bad.

So, I drove to the restaurant, picked up a carry-out order I had called in, then sat at the table with people for about 15 minutes and left. Once I got home, I was eating (exhausted), and what happened? Malcolm tried to eat my food, so I shooed him away. In the process, I flipped over the entire container of pad thai onto the carpet! So, I lost my delicious food and had to clean up a stained carpet, and now the room smells like carpet cleaner. Why???????????
It's one of those evenings where it's really hard for me how much I've missed because I've been so sick, and how much I've had to give up, and how much hasn't gone the way I wanted it to.
I'm frustrated, and tired, and please keep me in your prayers/thoughts. I need all the love and support I can get right now. 22 days until Mayo.