Stuff?? What Stuff?? I don't have no stuff!

When Mark mentioned "stuff" last Saturday, I must admit I was rather perplexed. I felt undefeatable--I am GOING to do this! Felt great, full of energy--nothing's gonna stop me. Nope,
doesn't apply to me.

Then, the migraines hit. :( Doubts have started creeping in. I missed 3 days of training. I want so very much to do this! Why is this happening??

My husband & I had been trying 4 years to start a family only to find out we have a 3% chance of ever having a child of our own. We've sought treatment from specialists who've offered expensive alternatives, but weren't very confident they would work for us. We're currently on a waiting list to adopt. The dream of parenthood seems so far away.

Also, I don't like my job. Haven't liked it for years. You know how when you ask little kids what they want to be when they grow up and they say, "A basketball player!" or " A doctor!" with such excitement?? I've never had a passion for anything. Getting a degree & taking
a boring job to support myself should be enough, right??

That's it! I'm going for a long walk after work.