One bad thing happened today. I am working to start a photography side business. When I got home from work, I was taking some photos inside when I dropped the camera on the kitchen floor. I am very fortunate in that the camera does not appear to be damaged. It has a magnesium alloy body and so far it looks like it's fine. At least I can still take pictures with it!
The bad part is that an expensive lens with very good optics is now broken. This was a telephoto lens with built-in vibration reduction. That capability was useful for me because I have an inherited hand tremor. Despite that, this lens allowed me to take photos at maximum magnification without a tripod. This was very useful for outdoor work. Not always needing a tripod is handy when you risk losing the photo if you don't take the picture right away. I could easily get an in-focus, close-up photo of a bird holding the camera.
Luckily, I have another telephoto lens with the same magnification. Its optics aren't quite as good and there is no vibration reduction. It will still let me do most of what I need. I cannot afford to replace the damaged lens and I doubt it can be fixed.
I was upset about this for five minutes, tops, and I don't know if that's a good or bad thing. No, of course, I realize this is good. It is just that, even for that five minutes, I was only slightly upset. Beyond that, I don't feel at all down or depressed about the lens being ruined. Perhaps I am just out of touch with reality.
What I have got to conclude is that this is proof that the estrogen I've been on for 3 1/2 weeks is really making me calm. I was uncertain that this effect was real until this evening. So now I can report that I continue to feel happy and that this new calm feeling is genuine, too. Life really doesn't get much better, despite money problems, incomplete facial hair removal, being over 40 and so on.

There are other new, good things in my life. Among these are friends on the Archive, some of whom I have met. There are many others here I may never meet but they care enough to respond to what I write. I feel really blessed.
For years, I would tell myself that certain things in life were not important, such as breaking a fairly expensive lens. I didn't always accept that on an emotional level. Now that I have found myself my emotions are much more in line with my understanding of what matters.
This evening I have learned that I need to slow down some. It don't feel rushed but I am trying to get a lot done and I am excited about what I am doing. You won't find me sitting around wondering what to do next. I am in no way bored. I need be more mindful, though, of what I am doing. This is the first time I have dropped a camera and I don't want that to happen again.