contentment

Here I go again...in my happy place (zumba) and yet all I can think about is how I wish I were somewhere else. I feel like life is stagnant. I yearn to be everywhere I am not. Why is that? When my life is so good?

I think I will try and do something creative today. Something that is not laundry or cleaning or picking up toys. Elder Uchtdorf gave a talk to about creating something and how it makes of feel purpose. I have been longing to paint Lulu's room. I will start today.

I want to be happy where I am. I am happy, but sometimes bouts of doubt creep in and haunt me for days until I can push them out again.

So I will blow my nose and get to work.