My work life and my home life are such opposites right now.

Work is crazy right now. Every time i turn around, another problem pops out of the woodwork, from somewhere. I need to quit asking "What else could possibly go wrong?" in that tone - the universe is clearly feeling the need to show me that there's always more where the last one came from. I don't want to go to work. I can feel the depression settling in, hard. I'm not sure how to climb my way out of it.

On the other side of things, my personal life is fantastic right now. I had a marvelous day helping my friend Naomi celebrate her 28th birthday yesterday. I have wonderful friends, an amazing husband, a darling cat, an amazing house suited to precisely the kind of entertaining i like to do, and my kitchen just plain rocks. I have a slew of good books to read, i'm losing weight, and i have good plans coming up with dear friends. It's great, and i feel incredibly blessed and lucky.

Maybe i should start asking how my personal life could possibly get better, in that tone.