Today started off great. Maya overslept and gave me and Mo a chance to catch up on our sleep too. It was a fairly nice day -- sunny albeit cold. And we made plans to go for brunch and then over to the Apple store.
Then it all went downhill. Without getting into all the icky details, I just feel like I am being picked on for doing nothing wrong. Not a nice place to be. I feel so downtrodden right now that the day could become nothing but rainbows and songs, and I would still be counting the minutes until I can crawl back into bed. Unsalvageable. Nothing short of a million dollar winning lottery ticket can make today seem all right again.
To lift my spirits (because wearing something nice always makes me feel better), I put on my most beloved sweater dress. It's like wearing a painting...
Wallowing in self-pity in:
dress - J.Crew
tights - Old Navy
boots - Frye Adriennes