Okay Roberta...this is my serious talk to me~self given name.

Get over your slump. Get back up in the saddle and RIDE!

The economy is in the crapper...so what else is new? You could be living in Iran and be afraid of walking outside because you would be bombed or gunned down.

You could be living in a place in the world where you were sold like chattel and not allowed to show your face to the world!

You could be a WHOLE lot worse off than you are...so get back up in the saddle and RIDE!

Your focus is your reality.

All you've been focusing on lately is lack. Of course that's what the universe is going to serve up to you.

Don't you remember when you were successful because you EXPECTED to be successful?

Don't you remember when you bounced out of bed because you couldn't wait to tackle the day and all of the awesome fabulous opportunities it afforded you?

Success begets success, stop focusing on this dip in the road.

Kindness begets kindness, stop grousing about how you have been treated so poorly.

Hope begets faith, and faith brings about miracles...I'm looking for the miracle that is right around the corner!

I've decided that our house is WAYYY too tied to my identity. I've spent SO much time and effort defending it, fighting for it, licking my wounds over the sorrow of mistreatment we've been a benefactor of in the lending world.

I love this house...but as they say if you love something and let it free, if it is meant to be it will come back to you. Okay...I know that's meant more for humans than houses...but I think it will do.

I'm letting go of hanging on. If something else better is meant to be...bring it!

I need to save my sanity, and my energy for ME...and the hubs of course. Not this house...it has just sucked me dry and filled me with sadness lately.

Okay universe...serve me up the next big adventure...I'm ready for it...yes I am!

Too much stress eating this week, too much heavy deep thinking about the 'what if's' and the negatives of life. I can't let these constant trials and tribulations continue to weigh me down. As long as I have the hubs, my little brown fur baby cat Keanu, and my friends....home is anywhere I am.

Nuff said.

I'm off to the treadmill and I'll do my 30 minutes with my music blasting and a smile on my dill pickle face! but...did I tell you I really, really REALLY, like dill pickles!