I'm here hoping for a better day than yesterday. At least, I planned my meals yesterday before the crying spree as well as managed to shop curbside via the computer, which I've found cuts down my impulse shopping, helping to save money.

I finally could do some jogging this morning, not as much as I wanted because it started pouring rain.

Don't know if this is a good thing or not, and I did do this ages ago and it seemed to help some, but my husband is on me again to work on thinking positive and if I can't voice a positive thought, keep it to myself. Not about big things, but grumbling about having to wash the sheets, make meals, be the only person who ever takes care of our 3 cats, stuff like that. When I complained that I didn't get to jog as much as I wanted to, he basically said, "But at least you did get to jog some today. Think on the positive side." And he was right about that. The last time I did this, it did finally make me realize practically everything I said was negative and nothing positive and made me more mindful of thinking of positive things to converse about. Maybe it will help again. We'll see. I'm not sure why I stopped trying to think positively; it could have been before my daughter was born, and afterwards, I was a complete zombie with a new baby in the house.