Tomorrow Is Another Day

Wow… It’s April 1? How in the WORLD did that happen? I mean, like ten seconds ago it was January 1. At any rate… Happy April!

Here’s my betta (yeah, sorry about the clutter in the background). We’ve dubbed him Henry the Third. Yeah, cuz I killed the other two. 😉 I know what did it now – it was my harsh tap water. (By the way, Devon, we don’t drink the stuff. We have a Britta pitcher and now I know *why* we don’t drink the stuff! Ick.) So the fish continues to live. He’s funny, too. We like him. He watches us get coffee (he lives near the coffee pot). I like him. The kiddo likes him. Not sure if the cat has discovered him yet (we hope he doesn’t).

Anyhoo… I got a rejection yesterday. Meh, it’s okay. I’m unhappy about it, but hey, what are ya gonna do? I sulked for a while. I drank a Coke in a glass bottle and tried to smile. I tried to cross-stitch but ended up yanking out as many as I put in. I gave up and watched the fish. I think things happen for a reason. Maybe I’m just not ready for that yet. Maybe there’s something I need to learn first or do first or something before I get to that next step. Who knows. Whatever it is… I’m still writing and working and striving to get there.

Because, after all, tomorrow is another day.

By Michelle

I wish you all could be inside my head. The conversation is sparkling.