Not gonna lie. I’ve been super annoyed all week.
I had an appointment with the gynecologist on Monday (all the men are squirming right now 
) and it’s been non-stop medical crap ever since.
This week, I was supposed to catch up my blog. Make album covers. Release songs. Make chord charts. Get my songs in CCLI.
Instead, I’m running back and forth to the hospital getting blood tests, an ultrasound, a mammogram. (Sheesh, you get cancer once and everyone is ultra paranoid.)
Why was I so annoyed? Because I’m trying to live my life. I feel great and I’ve got stuff to do. 
Do I think something’s wrong? No. I think all the tests are going to come back just fine. And yet, I have to go through all these hoops.
Yesterday, I suddenly slapped myself upside the head. Not literally, of course. I’ve got clean water and access to great health care (most of the time).
So, this morning—on the way home from my mammogram—I sang my heart out again to the same song from the other day, the one that is coming out August 10, thankful for all the good in my life.
