It’s all good.

Three of the kids woke up this morning at 5:44.

For good.

It was not the way I wanted to start off my day.

It’s supposed to snow today again.

Not a lot, just a couple of inches, but enough to be annoying.

It’s cold out, and the weather for most of next week isn’t supposed to make it into the twenties.

The other day when I woke up, it was 0 degrees.

Zero.

I’m totally over this weather.

My kids did not give me ample time to ease into the day.

I have two basketball games, a birthday party, and no birthday present.

I have stuff to do for my book, I want to work out, my bedroom is a disaster, I need to go grocery shopping, I have to compose a letter to present to advertisers for the blog, I’ve got  a ton of work to do for my e-course, and those Christmas cards still aren’t addressed.

I need about 10 more hours in this day to make a dent in what I need to get done.

I’m having an everything sucks kind of morning, and I am ready to rip the head off of the next person that crosses my path.

But that’s no way to spend a Saturday.

It’s pretty tiring.

It’s not fun for me.

And it’s definitely not fun for my family.

While I was stewing over how shitty everything is today and mindlessly scrolling through Facebook, I saw this:

Hmmm.

Coincidence?

Maybe.

Or not.

I think I needed a little nudge.

Or perhaps a smack.

I don’t think I’ve smiled at one person in my house this morning.

I’ve got negativity swirling around in my head, and it’s not even from the world.

It’s all garbage that I’ve created myself.

There is nothing life threatening going on today.

We are all healthy.

I just paid for an oil delivery on Thursday, so there’s no danger of running out of oil over the weekend.

So I’m going to hit the reset button.

I’ve got plenty to smile about.

My husband is downstairs making breakfast for the kids.

And he made little mini omelettes and whole wheat toast.

He didn’t even make a crappy breakfast; he made a healthy one.

That doesn’t suck.

Yes, watching 8-year-olds play basketball is a mild form of torture.

But at Number 3’s game, I will have some time to sit alone.

And I will be able to devote all of my attention to Number 3, which is something I am rarely able to do.

I will also have 90 minutes where another one of my children is not attempting to pull my pants off of my body.

That’s a good thing.

I just got a paycheck from the Y.

I may not have bought a present for that birthday party yet, but I have a little bit of money in my pocket so that I am able to.

I am grateful for that.

The weather is less than desirable.

But I have a roaring fire in the fireplace and a Christmas cookie candle downstairs.

It smells so good.

And candles just don’t smell the same in the summertime.

Especially a Christmas cookie candle.

So there’s that.

My cousin’s daughter is coming over today to help out with the kids, I’m going to a friend’s house tonight for a glass (or three) of wine and some help with my book, and a friend from down the road has offered to help out with the kids on the weekends if I want.

I guess things don’t suck that bad after all.

In fact, they’re actually pretty darn good.

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