It's Friday night and I'm home alone.  Son's no. 1 and 2 are out, husband drove out of town to attend his uncle's funeral.  I have a soccer game tonight at 11pm.  Yes.....a late one.  I didn't sleep very well last night, was up early, and I'm not tired now.  I think I will be fine for the late game....I hope.  I am glad I'm playing.  I NEED it.  I didn't get on the treadmill all week because I was fighting (whatever it was I had) and giving into my sickness.  So I will start again back on the treadmill.   I fought through my funk.  I refused to give into it and feel sorry for myself.  I actually had a good day!  I kept pushing all the negative thoughts out of my mind and focused on the good in my life.  It's always a work in progress, I know, but I need to keep on going.