Dear self:

I just wanted to remind you that this terrible (no good, very bad) day is nearly over. Remember colic? It passed. The two’s will pass, also. And, you can disinfect the tub, buy printer ink cartridges, scoop the litter, stain treat the six pieces of clothing from lunch, assemble the table and the other million things a little later. For now, go outside and play fetch with your daughter and dog.

But, watch your step because Luck is NOT a Lady today.

Deep, sustaining breaths!