I allowed myself

yesterday to grieve what might have been.  I was more emotionally spent by the whole election than I thought I would be.  I was excited about the possibility of change.  Who knows, it may not have made that much difference with Romney as president, but I was excited to see him try.  I have been disappointed in Obama as a  president and was hoping we would not have more of the same for four more years.

So, yesterday I allowed myself to be disappointed and mourn.  I slouched around all day, did as little as possible, read a lot, and ate anything I wanted.  Wow that accomplished a lot, don't you think?  It is the opposite of what would have really lifted my spirits, but sometimes I just have to rebel and be contrary.   I guess I was throwing a tantrum.   

 

But today, I'm back.  I went to Yoga and feel ambitious.  Besides, I can't stay down long when our Disney World countdown chain is this small: