Gratitude diary

That post (job interview) rejection, pulling yourself together type feeling. Meditating and practising mindfulness, veering between panic and talking myself in to trusting in what The Universe has in mind for me. It rained so hard when I got home with my daughter we couldn't get out of the car. We contemplated climbing in to the boot, getting the vodka and fruit juice out and having a picnic. Made a run for it in the end, giggling and swearing in equal measures. Unlike the cocktail.