October 25, 2011

At Least One Of Us Gets It Right

I'm glad that half of me is sane. It's one of those days where I'm just not feeling it. Something I would normally be up for, I now want to run away from screaming. Then my other half sets me down and says:
"Haley. You're just in a mood. It'll pass and you know this is what you want."
Then I almost start hyperventilating and I'm sure my heart stopped at least twice. That's when I slap myself and tell me to pull it together.

Thanks Haley. I needed that.

1 comment:

  1. Most of the time I feel like half of my is crazy and half of me is sane. Hang in there!