This Nonsense Week

Booooo. That's what I've been saying to myself most of this week. As dramatic as I'd like to be right now, I have to admit that it really has been a pretty good week. However, what really sticks out to me is all the unhappy-making stuff, and it all began Sunday night. I got off work and walked over to The Wall. I'm in Hawaii by the way. No big deal. Only been here a couple of months and I'm soaking it all up. Kauai is gorgeous and I don't ever want to leave. Not only the place, but the people here are so amazing and loving. Anyway, back to my poopy week (allow me a dramatic moment alright?). I left my work bag in the back of someone's truck and left and forgot about it. What's in my work bag? Let's see: my journal (what I'm most upset about), water bottle, purse (with my wallet which contained my DL, gelato gift card, digital camera, and debit card). I'm over it right now. but there you have it. Now my not best friend is texting me and asking me how I am and I don't like it. and I got a ticket two days ago for $102, and I feel fat. Whoa, sorry for that. Just lay it all out on the table at once ya know? I can't do any of this build up and transitioning stuff--this is what's bothering me and I just needed to get it out. In reality though, those were all very small moments in a 24-hour day, those were probably the worst things that happened, so I think I'm doing pretty good right? I mean, I'm still alive, my body is functioning properly, I have people who love me and I love them. I have a job, and I'm in Hawaii. I have food in my fridge, and I have a knowledge of God's love for me. I know He'd never give me anything that I couldn't handle (even if I need His help). So overall, life is pretty good.