This month. Oh this month.

Yesterday we had the coolest story ever. Totally made my day great — I work with cool people. So when I don’t feel like I’m bringing my best, I have to sit myself down and resolve to do better.

In the midst of it all, we put an offer in on a really cute house. By the time I was faxing it in, I was already selecting paint colors and furniture and plotting just how I would wallpaper the half bath. Then of course we didn’t get it. We were too slow. I know I have to get used to the process, but can you hate me for wanting it to be easy? Besides, if you’re going to spend your life savings, you really have to be in love with the house. As a coworker said, “they are like boyfriends, there is always another one on the horizon.”

Thank you, thank you very much. It actually was pretty funny.

Then today, I just felt off. A funk really. I couldn’t strike a chord. I think it’s been going on for longer than today, but hopefully it has hit its peak. After work, I went out with a coworker and we ate tacos at Red Iguana. The carnitas aren’t quite San Diego perfection, but they are close. And it really occurred to me that Mexican is officially now my comfort food. Thank you for that SD.

Of course, we had dessert after at the Gateway, another comfort locale. I grabbed my favorite apple pie apple from Rocky Mountain Chocolate Factory and my pal had froyo.

It was a good end to a meh day. All about turning the day around, right?

Oh and send your prayers and good vibes to Cricket my mom’s guide dog. She is recovering from surgery and needs love.

This guy makes me laugh so hard. He is interested in the tiniest details. And you will never meet anyone more supportive. Of anything. I’ve rocked the boat in out marriage. We both have. But we also seem to be learning how to endure the rough waters together. And that’s the most important. We are working on achieving greatness.

On Saturday night he took me out dancing. I rented a gorgeous dress and we had a lot of fun. It makes me want to get dressed up to do the silliest things. We went to Village Inn afterward and had just as much fun as we did at the ball.

Was there some kind of major football event on Sunday?

I’ve been in a breaking news fog since about 2 p.m. on that day. The horrible sadness one person can cause to a family and a community is shocking. I’ve seen seasoned reporters become emotional over the Powell family tragedy.

My job basically centers around breaking news. So when you have a major story, plus a hostage standoff and a fatal car crash, the day kind of seems like a daze. I was kind of shocked that the day was happening. It was the first time I thought “hmm, being so breaking news focused might not be good for my health.”

I work with great people. Amazing people. And when something like this happens, I always go back to that.

For some reason, we have tragedy in this life. I can’t explain it. But there are good people in the world too.

And I came home and ate the Super Bowl snacks I didn’t get to eat. I make a mean guacamole.

I got a speeding ticket today. Hey, why the road I take into work has a 10 mph higher speed limit than the road I take leaving, I don’t know. But it does.

I’m not one of the 1 percent. I’m definitely in 99 percent territory. But it struck me how grateful I am that paying for a ticket isn’t stressball worthy. There have been times when it definitely was. I was speeding and I accepted my fate and I am so grateful that we’re in a place that I can do so. It might not stay that way, but for now, I feel blessed.

Of course, the ticket was a cherry to a not-so-great day, so I came home and watched three hours of Gossip Girl on Hulu and ate Chili’s Chips and Salsa. But I did climb 10 flights of stairs — at work the Diet Doctor Pepper is on the fifth floor. So basically when I take the stairs, I am burning calories to drink soda right? That’s what I tell myself.

Even better, I stayed late at work to get my inbox down to six emails. Made me so happy.