Somebody Stole My Happy

I got up to the sound of gentle rain against my window.  A soft breeze bellowing the blinds through an open window and the smell of fresh rain.  I had a leisurely cup of coffee, did some yoga – not much, about 20 minutes of sun salutes, then got ready for work. 

The morning was beautiful and calm – just the way you want a morning to be.

The drive in to work was uneventful and calm.  

I arrived at work five minutes early even.  

I was smiling as I walked in the door.

Then…….. somebody stole my Happy!

I was pulled in 20 different directions at once, and of course, everyone wanted something “yesterday.”  I found out I’d been conned by an inmate and I pleaded with the COS to give me 5 minutes along with the little bugger…but I was shot down in a heartbeat.   Spoilsport!

I ate twice my normal amount of calories by 10:00 am, I had a headache cuz I’m trying to cut down on caffeine ( and normally would have consumed a whole pt of coffee by 9am and be working on the 2nd).  The work I was doing today wasn’t my normal routine;  so of course, I was lost and try to b.s. my way through it to get it done.  On TOP of that, it was raining cats and dogs and my normal “ok hair day” turned in to a really “BAD” hair day in two seconds flat.  

It is 4:24pm and I’m still looking for my Happy! (huge sigh).

 

 

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