I had a horrible day.

There's something about a fabulously crummy day that will make everything seem like it hurts.
During a time like this, I knew all the signs of what I should be feeling.
1. Denial
2. Anger
3. Bargaining
4. Depression
5. Acceptance.
Let me tell you, I flew through these steps faster than I do when I'm coming up from a dark basement. It only took a matter of hours before I was to number 5.

It's a good thing there was a bright side to my day, right?
I got a pan of brownies that said, "Feel Better Lover" from my sister. And we almost ate the whole pan by ourselves.

I got to watch Castle with my bestie and read blogs about cute moms.

I got my acceptance letter from a school I swore I'd never go to...that I cannot WAIT to go to.
(They also accept anyone with a pulse.)

I got to talk to my mama, and have her listen to me scream on the phone till tears came out.

 After this, I remembered that life isn't so bad. I mean, there are tulips around here till November.

I got to drive to the Temple and vent for a while.

I remembered that I look ridiculously stellar with high heels on, and rock the 6'2 look.

I remembered that running makes me feel on top of the world, so I went on a run.

 I came across this recent picture on my phone, and realized that not all men are scumbag-deucey jerk faces. I just need to be a little more patient to find a good one.

I drove up to my "secret solo spot" and watched the beautiful sun set over the mountains. After long breaths, some Christmas music, and some serious contemplation, I knew my life wasn't all that bad.

 Overall, my day was horrible.
But it wasn't anything brownies, moms, and sunsets couldn't solve.


  1. UVU is the bomb. We love it here. Congrats and I hope you have a better day tomorrow.

  2. I had a horrible day too! I'll have to call you and tell you all about it soon.

  3. That's a nice picture of Riley hanging above my bed. hahaha
    Love you:)


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