Pollyanna patterns

Bad days.

Everyone has bad days and sometimes they have terrible, horrible no good very bad weeks.

There doesn't seem to be much I can do about either one.

One morning I get out of bed and it's downhill for the next seven days.

It might be longer, but it appears the trend is shifting.  Subtly, but still shifting.

I really can't complain.  I've had a wonderful, awesome, very good, perfect five years.

One week out of 260 is a pretty good ratio.

It's a pattern I'd like to continue.