Feeling better.

Getting to a meeting helped, but figuring out a way to get on Instagram using an old sock-puppet email helped a lot more. Still no idea what was wrong with two other emails, but I got what I wanted so I'm happy. Both hilarious and sad that I can turn over something as important as my work shift to the Universe and let it go, but something as complete trivial as Instagram can send me into Rage-a-holic mode. Clearly a bit more recovery is in order.

I'm having a personal Yoga lesson with one of my favorite teachers (and a bit of a girl-crush) tomorrow. Very excited, but slightly apprehensive.