Nine happens to be a pretty lucky number for me. It is part of the month, day and year I was born.
Today I got nine NO’s. NINE. Phew. That stinks.
But I think it will be lucky for tomorrow, right? I hope so. Because Tuesday kicked my tail. I am determined to fight back and be victorious over this week.
I think I should have a glass of wine and unwind.
What do you do when you feel like every time you get momentum someone just knocks you down?