All Good Plans Get Sidetracked

I made it to the gym yesterday morning and the day seemed to be starting out well. But by 10 a.m. my stomach was cramping--bad. I was home in bed by noon. Even after I slept for a couple of hours, my stomach was still cramping. Then I got nauseated. I hadn't eaten anything, so I didn't have anything to throw up. I had bad cramps on the left side of my abdomen that felt like I was being stabbed. Today I still feel light-headed and a little nauseated. So I'm staying home.

I feel like such a loser. I have been sick, in one way or another, for more than a month. My job sucks. I have too many things to do around my house with no money and little help. Into that i brought a new puppy that's still trying to get acclimated to a schedule. I am stressed all of the time. So I am sick all of the time.

I used to work for this guy a long time ago who said, "My mother always told me, 'Cheer up. It could be worse.' And you know what? It got worse." Cheery words, eh?

So I'm working on getting back into the swing of things. It will take a little longer than I planned. But when did anything I plan work out on the first try anyway?