when life hands you lemons...

put 'em in your bra! or at least that's what one of my college friends used to say.

but what do you do when life hands you lemons, squeezes them in your eyes, washes your eyes out with salt water, and then hands you a towel full of sand to dry them with?

i mean, seriously, what do you do? cause i'm at a loss.

i like to think that i have a generally optimistic, though realistic view of life, and i like to think that i deal well with stress. but after this week, i think if things don't start going better, i'm going to have to check myself in to a place with padded walls.

it's not any one thing specifically that's gone wrong, but lots of things each day that have added up to a mountain - no, volcano - sized thing, spewing forth molten crap that covers me every time i start to climb out, and covering my life with an ashy haze of gloom.

some examples of flying molten crap:

• andrew's job
  
• trying to buy a house
  
• RAIN
  
• enduring my job
  
• the tarheels stinking up the court last night
  

rays of sunlight through the haze:

• dinner out with melissa
  
• the few hours each day when andrew is home
  
• my family
  
• JESUS
  

so off to church i go this morning... alone once again. maybe next week will be better.