Between my busted up arm, sickening chronic headaches, and really cranky almost-two year old life can be less than a thrill some times. Today was one of those days. Man, was it a toughie with tantrums flying around from everyone (myself included), head pounding, and cup after cup of milk being thrown on the floor. But I am thankful because tomorrow is a new day. Tonight everyone is in bed & asleep, awaiting the fresh start that morning will bring. No matter how hard things may get, it is nice to remind myself that tomorrow I can start over. I can leave all the baggage & drama & whining & annoyances behind and start over fresh. I like that. And sometimes that’s the only way I can make it through to bed time.