We were driving home from our anniversary weekend and I started to feel sad and depressed
We had just stopped at Toys R Us to get the boys a present
{shocker}
and Dan looked at me and basically said
"what the F do you have to be sad about?#@!!"
jerk.
No, just kidding,
He said, "Vic look, you have to choose to be happy."
I sat there pouting.
I hate when he is right
But I did.
And its actually addicting and a therapy in its own right
Singing in the shower, listening to "spa" music, and complying with that promise I made weeks ago help too
So I choose Happiness
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