I’m not feeling it today, the guru inside me is pouting in a corner with a blanket over its head. This doesn’t mean I’m a bad writer, wife, mom, or bad anything else—it means I’m human. Not every day is gumdrops and lollipops, and that’s okay. I’m not going to pretend I always have a “Paula Positive” attitude. It wouldn’t do you, or me any favors. Today I’m wallowing in the sucky-side of life, giving it my full weight—so there. I hope I squish it dead. There is one positive I can see. Giving up today gives me all kinds of energy to try again tomorrow.