Self-Pity...a tough reminder not to wallow in it.

As I was sulking today about my lack of progress with my business, I got a shocking bit of news.  And another.  And another.  You know how they say death comes in 3's?  I don't know who they are, but they say it.  Anyway, I learned of the passing of an 80 something year old man that I know.  I also learned that a family member, over 90 years old, is near death.  Neither of these was as shocking as it was surprising and sad.  To top it off, and jolt me out of my self-pity, came the news that a former co-worker and friend, younger than me, died this morning.

I've been a little "dumpy" all week. It's been very much a feast and famine experience (being self-employed) and right now I'm hungrier than usual.  I really let myself sulk this week, just coming out of it today.  I took pictures of some vintage outfits that I have had for over six months, but never got around to listing.  I'd had a pretty productive day, and I got even more productive when I heard about my co-worker's passing.  Every day is a blessing, a cause for excitement, and an opportunity to push forward.

Sometimes you need a gentle nudge.  Sometimes you need a little push.  Today I was shoved into the wall.  I needed it.