when life gives you lemons…

… they say make lemonade. Or find some tequila and have a party. Or throw them back at life and say you don’t want any freakin’ lemons.

Generally, there’s a variety of responses to being handed lemons. Your attitude and perspective tend to affect which one you go with.

I’ve been handed a lemon or two this week, much to my dismay. I’ve been struggling to keep an upbeat attitude about my job situation, but when other things look like the may straight to fall by the wayside, positive thinking tends to be the first thing that heads out the door.

I may have to consider the possibility of moving out of my apartment in a month. I love living there, but with the possibility of both my roommates moving out (one for sure, the other uncertain), I have to consider all my options. And finding a new, cheaper place seems like a better way to go, versus trying to find two new roommates (I’ve done the roommate hunt twice now and it stresses me out EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.).

I was pretty unhappy last night, to say the least. I was worried and anxious. I went for a run and it did little to assuage how I was feeling. Then Alex came over and I cried. I cried because I was at my breaking point and because I probably just needed to. I’ve never liked unexpected change and I clearly have trouble dealing with it. I’m terrible at being an adult and I felt like this was just an example of why.

So I cried. And then I weighed my options. And then I decided that I would have to roll with the punches and hope for the best.

I woke up tired this morning. I didn’t really want to get out of bed. But I did. I got on the train and went to work. I’ll figure everything out this weekend. But tonight, I’ll go out for dinner with some of my favorite people. And tomorrow, Alex and I will get tapas and sangria to celebrate our almost one-year anniversary.

As for these lemons, I’ll figure out what to do with them. Without the sour, the sweet wouldn’t taste so sweet, right?

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