I think I can, I think I can...

I don't like how this helpless feeling is hanging over me most of the day. I also think that my brain is exhausted with all the job hunting strategies circling my mind day and night. Time for me to do some positive self mantras. Are you with me?

I'm going to start with I can....and then fill in one word. So as my meatballs are playing around in the pot, I'll sit here for a minute and try to pump myself up with positivity.

I can smile.

I can breathe.

I can feel.

I can laugh.

I can create.

I can joke.

I can dance.

I can sympathize.

I can listen.

I can pray.

I can stretch.

I can hug.

I can Can-Can. Now picture me in a Toulouse Latrec poster kicking up my skirt!! That's a workout. Forget about step aerobics after doing that dance :)

You know, I think that worked. I feel more like me again. Now I see why the self-help section of the book store is always crowded. We all need a little pick me up once in a while.

Uh oh! My 7 year old is salivating for meatballs. I better run. Bye guys!