If Barnum were here to give you advice,
he’d tell you the secret he found.
The way to attain colossal success
is to get up just once more than you’ve fallen down.

Life is like a flying trapeze.
Sometimes it’s up.  Then it’s down.
Life is like a flying trapeze.
But you only fly when you get off the ground.

got a $ 180 ticket for going through a stop sign ( end of month police trap deal)

The state of california jacked me for $700 for money that i did not owe.

Prior night…my baby morphed into a medieval torcher device and refused to allow me to sleep more than 40 minutes at a time.

My other daughter spilled hot cocoa into my keyboard….now i have sticky keys and ants…..

and then to top it all off the hot secretary eyecandy who sits behind me, was replaced by the ogresss Hilda…..

=(

I feel your pain chica…..

sometimes we must simply take solace in the fact that we are good looking healthy people…….

then buy a lotto ticket and hope karma pays you back for the crap day your having

lamesabassman…… what doesn’t kill you…. makes you stronger…..

THANK YOU for the supportive and kind words. It’s been a rough couple of days or so (or, depending on perspective … weeks, months, years, whatever). New York hasn’t always been easy. Most days are better than others. And, yeah, sometimes I feel more secure with myself and the decisions that I’m making. I start thinking, “Is ___ the RIGHT thing to do? Am I making the best decisions about ___ , etc., etc.” I have faith, and I’m hanging in there. Some days are just a bit harder than others. So, again, THANKS for the supportive words.

@ Meeks: It wasn’t even one thing in particular, it was just like the day would NOT cooperate with me. I’m home. I’m getting ready for bed. I had a long chat with friends. I’m feeling better. I’ll start over tomorrow and hope for a better day.

@ Carolina Pereira: I know what you mean. The day wasn’t horrible but it was certainly one of those, “hey can we just erase this day and/or have a do over?”

@ Aka “Paul”: You’re in NYC? I thought you were somewhere else. Thanks for the suggestion about art; it always makes me feel better.

@ Pegs: Oooooh, I should have thought of red, red wine. “Makes me feel so fine … keeps me rockin’ all of the time …”

I stumbled on your blog a couple of weeks and I am absolutely hooked as I make my way through your archives. I’ve run across a couple of your post where you seem rather blue. I just wanted to say keep your chin up.

I moved to the Southwest from NYC about 2 years ago and while it’s the reverse from your situation, you would not imagine how much i’ve questioned myself in the last couple of months. I almost moved back a couple of months ago out of fear that I can’t make it here. (I think it has something to do with a late quarter life crisis or an early mid life crisis. LOL! I turn 30 this year). What I’ve realized though is that life can’t always be perfect and cozy. You might feel like insecure and unsettled right now, but it will pass. Enjoy the little treasuer (as you’ve been doing) and before you know it things will be right again. And, since you are a person who seem to expect a challenge out of life, rest assured there’ll be other less glamorous moments. It’s a cycle, just roll with the punshes and you will do great. The best of luck and I look forward to reading about your success (and sexcapades).

Cheers,