I've had a bit of a rough day today. Questioning my worth as a mom, wife, homemaker and person today... I overhauled the whole house in anger today. It looks pretty nice; I got some boxes unpacked and put away; I corralled my crafting materials and LB's baby toys in their own areas of the house finally. Still, I was angry and hurt. I decided I needed some Bob Ross Therapy. I needed some happy little trees in the floor of the forest. I need to make friends with the clouds and give them names. I needed to hear his calm voice and watch his blank canvas turn into an amazing work of art in 30 minutes flat. I am feeling a bit better now.