Embellishments

I'm not good at wallowing in self-pity for too long.

I can eek it out for 48 hours at most, then I give myself a good old smack round the chops and remind myself that actually, I have no good reason for bleating and whining.

I've had a bit of a run of bad luck. (OK, OK, for quite some time).
Big chuffing deal.
Something wonderful could be right around the corner.

This shift is usually accompanied by the age old cheer up process ...

apply shoes - and booze!!

My ear worm of the day has been Annie Lennox in her Eurythmics days.

In a defiant, *screw you* manner, I have been singing a couple of lines of it all day.

"Don't cut me down
When i'm talking to you
'cos i'm much too tall
to feel this small"

Ha!!