I'm supposed to teach a sock knitting class in a week but am nowhere near ready. My pain level has been really high, I'm barely functioning, and watching tv is my main activity. I'm worried that I won't be ready, that I will have to drop out, that I'll miss this great opportunity. I also wish it didn't exist so I didn't have another thing to be disappointed about.
Sometimes life is just full of disappointment. I have the makings of a good life but don't feel well enough to enjoy it. I'm not sure writing about the negatives is a good idea, perhaps it causes me to dwell.
So a cute cat picture to lighten the mood