The worst part about such a day is that I recognized that I was ornery, but I couldn't quite seem to pull myself out of it soon enough. I knew that I really wasn't going to be too great around people, and I finally resigned myself to aloneness and my own house. I cleaned ... everything. It was a good way to channel my orneriness. And, as with the day ... it passed. I got it back together and I let the ornery fall from me.
Good thing tomorrow is fresh, with no mistakes or orneriness in it.
5 comments:
i had this exact day on saturday!! i love your ornery days breanne! maybe it's because i miss you :)
Yeah. I know those days. Aren't they frustruating because you KNOW you're onrey but yet you can't stop it. Sounds like you handled it as best as you could. :)
I think sometimes those are really what we should call opposition days. When they are over, I usually see things more clearly. I appreciate things more and recognize what I have more abundantly, especially as people continue to love me following them. They are truly the bitter days where we realize we can do and be better. There after all has to be oppostion in all things. We had fun being with you yesterday even if you were feeling onrey. Love you.
ahhhh....ANNE! Where would I be without life's lessons from Anne? And why do those days have to come? Way to channel it!
sorry you had such a day. i hate it when i know i need to pull out of it and yet am too stubborn at the moment to do so. hope you are feeling better now. even when onery, you are still loved by many. (and i still think you are absolutely incredible and possess not faults or flaws!)
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