There is a lot going on in my world. There are personal family issues that are weighing heavy on my head and heart. I feel like I will never be ready to take this contractor's exam. And between trying to study and dealing with everything else, I don't think I'm going to have my Etsy store re-vamped by the start of May. Not having an income is taking it's toll on me, too. I keep telling myself to be patient. Once everything comes together (if it does) I will have an income to rely on. Starting a new house isn't helping the money stress, either. And despite my best efforts, I just can't keep up with this blasted pain in the ass of a dog. I love Gus dearly, but I swear, most of the time, he is the straw that breaks the camel's back. My house is covered in dirty paw prints and chewed up bits of toys and blankets. So, today, unable to hold it all in, I sunk into my expensive mud-covered couch and cried my eyes out. I feel like I have lost any bit of control that I had in my life (not that I actually had any to begin with) and that I just can't take the necessary steps to move forward. But I'm trying. And regardless of all the things I don't get done today, tomorrow will still come and I will have to carry on again.
And that is where I am right now. Just trying like hell to carry on. Because no matter what tomorrow brings, I still have so much to be grateful for. And even though I don't know where it will all lead, I know that everything is going to be all right. I have no idea where I came across that quote up there (do you?), but I read it when I'm feeling down and it makes me feel better.
The sun rises in spite of everything.
It always does.
And so must I.