You're all invited to my Pity Party!

We took the red-eye home from Honolulu. 
It seemed like a good scheduling decision at the time.

I hadn't planned on catching a cold in Hawaii, but that's exactly what I did. 
So I got home and I was over-tired from not being able to sleep on the flight and all feverish and achy and fussy.

Oh so fussy.
And in a foul, foul mood.

Yes, I know I can't complain, after all, I just got back from Hawaii, blah, blah, blah.

But I was so cranky and sick and when I'm like that every glass seems half-empty. (I'm so embarrassed to admit that, but that's sooo not important right now.)

The super long to-do list  that I had made before I left was still sitting on my desk, not caring that I had no decent coping skills left. 
I got overwhelmed.
I went outside to have a good, long I'm-feeling-so-sorry-for-myself cry.

But I was stopped dead in my tracks by these little beauties right here.

Daffodils!*
In my garden.
That I planted years ago.
And they're BACK! AGAIN!
I love that they surprise me like this EVERY TIME.

I laughed out loud.

And I was grateful to be home and I'm starting to feel like my normal old self again. (Is that a good thing?)   ;-)

*They remind me of the original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory  where Gene Wilder takes the daffodil and uses it as a teacup. 
(OPPORTUNITY TO PLAY THE KEVIN BACON GAME #3,175 - Gene Wilder to Kevin Bacon - go! =D)