Feeling Blah

Husband and I took the Coast Starlight train from Los Angeles to Salem, OR to visit his family the other day.  So much fun.  Trains are definitely the way to travel.  The food was amazing and our little sleeper car was so cozy and all the staff were wonderful.  I think that I will travel by train whenever possible.

I’ve been struggling a lot today with being content where I am.  I know that I am where God wants me, and doing what He wants me to be doing, but I can’t help comparing myself to all my friends (who, incidentally, I’ve been comparing myself to my whole life) and how much cooler their jobs are or how much prettier their weddings were or how their hair always works or whatever.  And I do it with people that I don’t even know.  I see people’s pictures on Facebook of friends of friends, and I compare myself to them.  And I always lose.  What’s with that?  I think that part of the problem is that right now I don’t really have a job or a purpose.  I mean, I have my husband, but he was on duty yesterday, so he wasn’t home at all for me to cook for or care for, and I’m waiting for school to start and waiting for my job to start, and right now I feel like I’m just kind of drifting.  It’s hard to get out of bed in the morning, or feel motivated to do anything.  Laundry, grocery shopping, cooking (which I love), working out…  Just not feeling it.  I’m hoping that school and job starting will help with that but not with the being happy where I am.  I have a great life; a husband who loves me and good friends and an amazing family, but I have so much trouble seeing that.  Must work on seeing the positive in my life, and living in a day to day sort of manner


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