The sun’ll come out tomorrow…

The sun’ll come out tomorrow…

Do you remember the children’s book Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day? This was a favorite of mine growing up, and today I feel like I could write my very own version.

It’s just one of those days. My closet is piled high with clothes but I have “nothing to wear.” I look in the mirror and feel like I ate my weight in peanut butter fudge ice cream (alright, I had a little bit but not that much!). My face is all broken out from the hormone shifts after the miscarriage. I can’t manage to get anything right at work, and there is dust creeping out from every corner of my home. ugh… it’s just one of those days.

All I want to do is crawl in bed and call it a day. Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure when I wake up in the morning it will all still be there. So, I’ll muster up my non-existent energy and run a couple miles, trudge myself to FPU tonight because I know it’s good for me and hopefully the sun will be a little brighter tomorrow (literally and figuratively).

2 thoughts on “The sun’ll come out tomorrow…

  1. you are beautiful, hormones or not. embrace the ice cream and dust because it means you have a life that makes time for sweet snacks and will eventually make time to dust. unfortunately, we all have the nothing-wear-blues from time to time, but you have super cute clothes :)just a little encouragement to perhaps brighten your day a bit! love you girl

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