january seventeen

A truly wretched day.
Even my yoga class didn't help me to distress or let go of the day's events.
By the time I headed home at seven, I was spiraling downward to a low self pity stage, praying to God to please provide me with another place to work or at least reveal what the next step should be.  "I just can't take it anymore.  Please please plase let this be my last year" I said aloud.

I received a good long hug when I got home and dishes already washed.  But, it still wasn't enough to pull me to the top.
Then, I remembered I had brie.  Ahhh, yes, BRIE would save me!  And leftover mashed potatoes!  I almost forgot!

When we sat down to eat dinner I had to laugh.  My pile of veggies was so small compared to my brie toast and enormous mashed potatoes pile.  Definitely not the recommended healthy ratio but it I felt sooo much better!
When all else fails, comfort food is the way to go.