I am fighting the PMS grumps today. Hair looks bad; stringy and flat. Glasses are buggin'. Clothes are touching me in too many places. I'm hot, I'm cold, it's muggy in the training room so I'm not attending the rehearsals. Whine, whine, whine.
Food? Well I polished off a jar of peanut butter and ate a half a can of wasabi almonds last night--finished the almonds on the way to work. That's a measly 1200 calories of nuts. ARGH!
I've smiled at myself in the mirror. My cubicle buddy Tyler gave me a smiley face on a post-it note. Rick told me my hair looks fine.
I am responsible for the energy I bring with me today. I need positive energy myself.
I choose to be happy.