I bet blogs do that as well. Although I wish I were a little more snarky in my writing and more knowledgeable about computers, I am very proud of my blogs, as well as my maintenance of my Facebook profile, pages, and group. However, they are extremely censored. To emphasize reality a little more, and to not fall into the chronic habit of making everything constantly, perfectly fine, here is a short list of the normal-to-wretched things about my everyday life:
- Cockroaches got into our uncooked pasta. We cooked and ate it anyway.
- I have tan lines that look like I'm two different races of people.
- I haven't worn make-up in 3 days... Why bother?
- Chewey's damn mites have sprung up again, as well as my allergies. Now I have to deal with the incompetency of the animal "hospital" here.
- I'm afraid when we move to the East Coast, most likely NY, I'll get no job, mugged, sworn at by cab drivers... generally viewed all-around as an incompetent Utah girl.
- I've re-watched the Harry Potter movies one at a time before I go to bed. Ryan is either immersed in his schooling or his digital galaxy.
- This high-backed rock-hard dining chair I'm sitting in right now totally sucks.
- I held a big yoga class a few weeks ago, thinking big bucks, only to find half of them saying thank you after, and leaving. Donation-based means donate!
- My delicious vanilla whey protein powder is all gone. I slurped up the last of it 15 minutes ago.
(Oh crap, my chipperness has kicked in... I can't even think of a 10th one. Massive failure.)
That list is supposed to be sharply amusing, not a warning bell. I'm not any more depressed than your average Cup-Half-Full chap. My life is just normal. In my opinion, it's better than normal. And just because I say it is so great, well, to those of you who know me well, know that my optimism is my main defense mechanism.
Frankly, I don't know how all you cynics manage to get out of bed everyday... At least I have oatmeal & cinnamon to look forward to!
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