Like Pickle Juice On A Cookie

I was in the library with my class on Friday perusing the Bluebonnet book section and came across this book.

I opened to the first page and read:

Chapter One

I had a bad August.

A very bad August.

As bad as pickle juice on a cookie.

As bad as a spiderweb on your leg.

As bad as the black parts of a banana.

I hope your August was better.

I really do.

I often think authors were thinking of me while penning their masterpieces and this time was no different. I could have written those words, except mine would have said:

I have had a bad September.

A very bad September.

As bad as turning on your car in the morning to an empty gas tank.

As bad as stubbing your toe on a stool.

As bad as realizing your recorded show is a rerun.

I hope your September has been better.

I really do. 

The thing that makes me sad is that I feel like this is becoming a theme for my life.  

I used to think of myself as an optimistic, cheery individual.  I am having a hard time finding that Katie.  

I now feel jaded and defeated.

The other day one of my friends told me about a church sermon that made her think of TL and I.  She said it was about how God gives us hard times to test us and that in the end we will be rewarded for passing the test.  She said that she believes we must have a big reward coming because we have been through so much lately.

I am glad she is so optimistic.

The new, pessimistic me thought, 'I must be failing that test.'

I need a happy intervention.

Like Pickle Juice On A Cookie has a happy ending.

I hope my September does.

I really do.

What do you do when you are struggling to look on the bright side?  How do you turn it around?

Also, it was kind of fun coming up with my "as bad as".  What would yours be?