Just life

Why is it that sometimes we can go along, living our daily lives, letting the hard things just roll off our backs, but sometimes those difficult situations stick to us like huge burrs?  I wish I could figure out a way to teflon coat myself and not have to worry about anything, but then I guess I wouldn't be very human, would I?  

This seems to be a week that I have a lot of burrs in my socks.  Sure wish I could disappear and just not worry for a few days.  I guess I'll have to try to do that emotionally.  What to do?  I'll spend some time with God, praying, focusing on verses that promise his peace and love - rest in that.  I'll take a walk every day, working out some of that stress.  I'll read a good, distracting book - read about someone else's troubles.  I'll seek out good advice and then try to follow it.    

The sun is shining, it's a beautiful day, I have my time to myself.  Why worry?