Happy doesn't always mean life is great

Let me start by saying (and I feel like I often start blog posts with this sentence) I am happier than I have ever been. My life is coming together in many ways. I love my job, I am enjoying and thriving in my romantic life. My children are absolutely amazing. And I truly have great support in my life. My mom is recovering from surgery though. So I am feeling a bit grumpy. She was diagnosed a little over a month ago with a Craniopharyngioma. The surgery went well but recovery is slow. And I am bored. I am not good at making use of downtime. Perhaps a blog post is in order but I really feeling like I'm so negative that despite all of my happiness, I don't want to write a blog post. None-the-less, here it is.

Perhaps later I will whine in more detail.