Grinding me down

The other day I was at Lindsey's house cuddling with my new baby, Julia Joi, she totally loves me. And I was feeling all tired and sad and I heard myself tell Linz that boo hoo we were out of bread and I was going to have to go out in the garage and lug the big heavy bucket of wheat and open it up and scoop out a bunch of wheat then get the grinder out and put it outside to grind it because it sprays flour all over, then I could make more bread. Oh poor me. So this morning I finally got my act together and got it done and I was laughing at myself for being such a big baby. I have a garage! I have a big bucket of wheat! I am able to open that bucket of wheat (not without lots of grunting though)! I have a wheat grinder! I have power to operate the aforementioned grinder! I know how to make bread! Life is pretty good. I need to shift how I look at things and be happy.