I really try to be upbeat on this blog, usually-or at the very least I try to be productive about whining. You know, looking on the bright side, perspective, this too shall pass, I could fix the problem by simply doing this one thing, blah-blah-blah. But today…is just stupid. And you know what? There’s really no good reason. My life, of late, hasn’t sucked. I saw Idina Menzel in concert last night and she was fantastic. She was funny and articulate and super classy. (Might have had to be there for that one to be funny.) Even better? I didn’t have to pay for the tickets. My friend’s husband won them from a radio station contest and they were nice enough to invite me along. Work is going well. At the very least, I am gainfully employed and in this economy that’s saying something. I have a place to live with parents I love all the time and like about 90% of the time. If you knew the monster, you’d understand how the other 10% comes into play. I mean, life is not all that bad. But today…is just stupid.
First, there’s the dog poop. Arthur has taken to pooping in the house every morning sometime while I’m in my shower. I tried locking him up to minimize the damage, but he just poops no matter where he is. It’s either clean up up in the back of the house or clean up in the front of the house. Won’t poop outside, no ma’am. Must poop inside and then look cute and innocent when our people step on the poop with bare feet and let out a tremendous and highly creative slew of curse-words.
Then last night we had a genuine Texas thunderstorm with hail and everything. On my new car. Three dings. Now, they’re small and let me confess fully that if I hadn’t been looking for them, I probably wouldn’t have noticed them, but I am in a BAD MOOD (TM) so I mentally catalogued them and added them to my list of things that make today really stupid.
Then I was just this close to being late this morning, but I was gonna make it on time, only to be stopped in front of the train tracks while an excrutiatingly slow 15-mile long train meandered it’s way down the tracks all relaxed and groovy-like. I swear to you I could hear Simon and Garfunkle’s “Slow down…you move too fast…gotta make the morning last…” somewhere in the background and I wanted to scream. In fact, I may have done just that to let off steam but since there was no one in the car with me, you’d have difficulty proving it. I am not feelin’ groovy. Just saying.
Oh, and I bought two embroidered polos for work, both of them the same size, one way too big for me, and other way too small. WTF-ery is this, I ask you??? That’s $60 I’m not getting back any time soon. And it just pisses me off.
And I have big nasty circles under my eyes and not enough make-up on. You’re welcome for the visual, Interwebs.
Yes, I know, none of these are big life-altering things. I’m aware of that. And ordinarily I’d be sanguine. Or at least, all perspective-y, because I’m good at that. But today, I am in a BAD MOOD (TM). Meh. I’ll be over it by 2:00 PM. But as of right now, today…is stupid.