My husband and I were invited to a reception for a new office building. We were in the car and almost out of our development, on our way to the reception, when I said, "I am having a lot of anxiety. He asked me, "Do you want to go?" "No, I want to go home." My husband drove back to the …
Comparison is the death of joy
Comparison is the death of joy
Right now at this very minute, it is 6:11 in the morning. I have been sitting in my chair in front of my computer since 4:00 o'clock trying to tell you why comparing is bad. And why haven't I told you yet? Because I am comparing my blog to all the other writers who took the 31 day …
