The glass is always half full

Painting by my boss, Jim Ferry

Today has been one of those days I’ve been dreading, but am happy that it’s about over.

This morning I went to the courthouse to make yet, another attempt at turning in my paperwork. I can’t believe it. The women at the window was actually knowledgeable and helpful. We think the mystery fee was a $20 fee that needed to have been paid when FL-130 (Appearance, Stipulations, and Wavers) is handed in.  Nowhere on that form does it say you need to pay $20 to turn it in and last time when I turned it in they didn’t collect the $20.  Actually the last time I was at the courthouse the person at the window refused to look at or stamp the paperwork I handed in and just wanted it as a bundle.  I knew that wasn’t the correct procedure so I divided everything up and handed her each individual piece of paper and said what needed her to stamp it and she did.  But unfortunately she didn’t attached those stamped items to the bundle so they got lost. This women on the other hand stamped them, reviewed all the papers and answered some mystery questions.  Now I’m just crossing my fingers that nothing will get lost and it will go through this time and they will be as quick as last time and I will get it back in a month saying it will be processed May 17, 2012 as requested.   I’m so glad to get this done and out of the way, but the waiting in anticipation will still weigh on me which is tough.

I’ve been so stressed lately that I haven’t gotten much sleep.  I thought it was due to going to bed late this past weekend, but the reality is I get up a dozen times during the night to potty, not that I really have that full of a bladder, but it’s something that I do when I’m stressed. I even have meds to control this, but from my experience when I’m stressed the meds don’t even work. So I’m so happy to report I only got up twice last night and you could even call it just once around 1:30. Because the second time was just abt 15 minutes before the alarm went off. So I’m happy to report that I felt much more refreshed this morning even though I am mentally drained.

Then next item on today’s agenda is a visit to the doctor. I am dreading this. I hate doctors and I hate pain.  I was in last wk for the same procedure and well, it didn’t go quite as planned so I had to reschedule and go back.  I can’t wait for it just to be over.

I feel horrible about all of my whining and complaining lately as some of my friends are dealing with much tougher life challenges. After hearing yesterday that a good friend of mine is in the hospital awaiting open heart surgery the horrible saying “it could be worse comes to mind.” I hate this saying. I am fully aware of the horrific trials my own friends are currently undergoing. For me I choose not to dwell on the negative of it could be worse.   I’m not saying I won’t pray for you or serve you in anyway I can, but I choose to look at the glass as half full. This especially goes for relationships. I don’t dwell on what I didn’t get. I hate when asked, “didn’t your ex do this or that.”  When someone says this, I think, “you’ve got to be kidding you want me to think about my ex, I’m sorry, but he is the last person/thing on my mind right now.” To be honest when I’m with you my mind may wander so if you do happen to ask me what are you thinking about you may be quite surprised. It's a good possibility that the spider web in the corner of the room caught my eye or I may be thinking about what’s for dinner. One thing I assure you is when I’m with you I’m not thinking about an ex.