At least I had plenty of time to devote to preparing my tax records for that audit.  I even made the appointment for two weeks from today.  I can create all kinds of imaginary monsters about that interview, but it doesn't serve me well to do so.  So I will think good thoughts and imagine that it will go well.  I really believe that it will, so that is the way that I will prepare for it.  Today also had little clues that work things aren't as bad as I've been thinking too.  I decided that my days are made up of so many things that because one or two are not as healthy as I'd like it doesn't take down the whole day.  And I was right to think that there are plenty of things that I can be lifted by.  I figure that I am smarter then the one who wants me to feel down, so I play the game to my advantage not to his.  (Then when the IRS throws me in jail I will go whistling and smiling!)  (Just kidding!!)  There really are lots of things to be happy about.  And frankly, I do feel good, and I am happy.  I am just not satisfied, but I come to learn that the two can do-exist, and do not rely on each other.  In fact, being truly happy requires the realism of some dis-satisfaction, because this world was never meant to be 'all that there is'.  It does play a pretty big role, but there is definitely more and better to come later, if we become more and better.  Saw the picture of Logan's finger today.  Been there--done that!  But it sure had to hurt!  But little man, it will heal!  And for you, mom and dad (Shelli and Phil), No, it will never end.  They just move out one day and what you feel keeps on, but in a little different way.  Right now Sheila is stresses over an assignment she got for a ward Relief Society Thursday night meeting in May.  She was chosen because of the fact that she is seen in high esteem, and will fulfill the assignment wonderfully, but she won't see it that way and will and will fret and hyperventilate until it is over.  But the rest of us know that they got it right by choosing her.