Life on Life's terms
I woke up this morning in a bad mood. I don't know how this happens before I even get to focus my eyes, get out of bed, and make coffee. I do my usually things that I do every morning after coffee and feeding the cats. I sit down, pray, read something inspirational, and today, I did yoga. Then it starts. My race through the day; feeling like I'm running the gauntlet---all the time! I don't want to do, what I don't want to do. I had to run errands, go to the post office, and the foot doctor. I'm getting angry with all this physical therapy, feeling like it's a waste of time. Not to mention money. Sure, I have an insurance co-pay, but at twice a week I really don't have the money for it! And every time I go in there, I'm politely reminded of the fact that I owe them money for the "wonderful" night splint that insurance was suppose to cover, and due to red tape, the unexplainable details and terms of service, plus being an uninformed responsible p