Had To Share

This article about Olympic weightlifter Sarah Robles was great. Sad but great.

Talk about passion for your sport-I hope she brings home the gold for HERSELF! You go girl.

I'm Losing My Touch

This is the second time this month I've come home with a boo-boo from my volunteer shift.

The week before last it was scratches and a cat bite (which luckily didn't get infected). This week I got a scratch on my palm from a normally very friendly cat.

What the heck is going on?

Am I losing my cat whisperer skills since Fio entered my life?

I've certainly been more on-edge and anxious since we got the dog, but that also coincides with financial awareness and stress, so it'd most likely be because of that and not really my pup. Either way I feel like a big sissy lately.

Okay, I haven't been crying or breaking down or super anxious where I can't leave the house. By "sissy" I mean that I'm feeling down on myself because I have backslid a bit. I'm not as confident, relaxed, assured, or joyful. I feel like the weak Hannah when my depression and anxiety is getting the better of me and I don't like that feeling!

This morning I was reminded of how everyday is a fresh start and I'm going to cling to that and hope for better days!