Today is one of those days. You know the ones. The ones where everything seems to suck.
In all honestly, it’s probably my fault. I tried the pity-party technique of listing everything that was wrong, and most of them were my fault. To top off the last I woke up this morning and in a four o’clock delerium decided that I was mad at God for not making it snow. I supposed I should work on that.
It all started out yesterday evening durring dinner out. We were discussing how much we didn’t like meetings, which jogged my memory about a youth group leadership meeting I had forgotten earlier in the day. Much beating up of the self.
