One of those months and other stuff

Ever have one of those days where nothing seems to go right and you're in a funk you just can't get out of? Well, this last month has been like that....at work. I know people say "It's just work, let it go." However, we spend a 1/3 of our day working. Multiply that by a month, a year, 40 years... that's a lot of time spent at work to not get caught up in caring. Most of our ability to successfully overcome obstacles and develop confidence comes from our work environment, especially when you feel a vested interest in making things better (as I do) and continually exceeding expectations (as I do). So, when you lose faith in your company and in your own ability to handle complications and politics, it makes life seem a little less rosy.

I have found that some people let problems pile up and then ferociously blow up at everyone around and then cool down. Well, I let things pile up and then embarrassingly spill over in tears and then my frustration dissipates. Unfortunately, it also leaves me with a headache and the desire to watch chick-flicks! It is not an aspect of my personality that I am particularly fond of or proud of, but I suppose it is my way of not wanting to hurt other people's feelings. And in that, perhaps, is some sort of a virtue. Enough about work. I do believe that life is cyclical and what causes me stress today will be a source of pride in the future.

In other news, I have learned a new skill - thanks to my lovely cousin Sami for encouraging me!- Embroidery! Some of my recent work is displayed for your appreciation.

Which is your favorite??

Ken and I (well, really just Ken- I provide cold drink refills and encouragement) are turning one of our bookcases into a TV cabinet for the living room. So far, he's done an amazing job! I can't wait to post before and after pictures. We're also discussing putting down laminate flooring to replace all the icky, nasty carpeting. I can not wait!

I'd better go, Thor just brought me my sneaker which means he wants me to hang outside with him. If I don't go soon, he'll heave a big sigh, lay down, and put his head on my sneaker, just looking at me with those big brown puppy dog eyes!

Love, Krista