I'll probably be in this house another 6 years. When my goal was to be out and in my own home well before now. That's okay. I'm good with it. Maybe this is where I'm supposed to be till the kids grow up and all move out. I am at peace with it.
I may never catch up on the house work, and the yard work, and all the fix its that need attention. That's okay. I'm good with it. I do what needs done, in order of priority. I am at peace with this.
I may never be a millionaire. Or even a hundred-thousand-aire. And maybe not even a ten thousandaire. That's okay. I'm good with it. I always find what we need to get by, plus a few treats. (the kids got a few shorts and T's for summer this week. I'm feeling pretty satisfied.) I am at peace with this.
I may never be what others think I should be. I may not behave how others feel is the right way to behave. I may not live how others feel is the 'right' way to live. That's okay. I'm good with it. Because I really really like myself. I'm in love with myself and my life. I'm the best I've ever had.