Being Thankful

I have had a case of the blues lately, finally able to shake it off. I can only handle so much stress before I shut down totally. Thank God for Rocco who makes me get out of bed. He is a very vocal dog, so when he needs attention he barks right in my ear. There is something to be said for having a sense of purpose and being responsible for another living thing. No laying around when another living thing depends on you. Everytime I think I have gotten rid of all toxic people in my world a new one pops up. Like a weed. This weekend Rocco and I are going to Joe's this weekend, so that should be a refreshing change. I drive by the outlet strip and just repeat "I will not stop and spend" over and over. I have been managing my medications very well and that is a great feeling. The Paxil seems to be helping alot. I am just wondering if your body gets used to a certain medication and needs to be changed or upped. I need to remind myself to mention this to my doctor at my next visit. There are just days that seem harder than others. I constantly feel like I am playing catch up. When I drive through Lancaster, Pa on my way to Joe's I am always amazed as I pass a horse and buggy with a family on their way to the local market to sell their wares. They seem content to work, have faith and be thankful. It's at these times when I feel that I have so much to be grateful for. That is what I need to remember on the sluggish days.