When I woke up, I thought today was shaping up to be one of those days where every little thing goes wrong. I hate those days, especially when I feel like there's nothing that I can do to make them better. It's so easy to wallow.
As I posted earlier, our DVD player broke right as I was going to work out, and the Beachbody videos don't work on game consoles or Xboxes. I was dreading trying to have to shuffle things around in our budget or take money out of savings for a stinking DVD player. A friend saw me post on Facebook that my broken DVD player interrupted my workout, and she said she had one in her garage sale pile and I could have it for $10. Sold. I picked it up this afternoon, put Lizzy down for a nap, and then got my TurboFire on. I feel better already.