I had a bad day. I mean a really crap, bad day. I got to work to find out that my badge mysteriously stopped working. I got to my little cubicle to find that my telephone was missing. (I was moved last week from a different part of the building and was told that they “lost” my phone. Yeah.) To top it all off, we were waiting on word from a realtor to hear if we were going to get the rental we wanted or note. Hours and hours went by with no word. Then, I got home to scramble around pulling all my documents together for our tax appointment only to find out 30 minutes before said appointment that we had to reschedule.
So, as I sat down with a glass of wine, I decided that if I wanted good news instead of bad news when the news finally came, I was going to have to shift my focus to something a little more positive. Why not spend some time telling myself I was going to get what I wanted?
I took out my pencils and some paper and started sketching out a card for when we move. 🙂 Happy thoughts, people. Happy thoughts.