Mission: So what?

Live and let live. 

Let go and let God. 

Que sera sera.

So lately I've been into this whole positivity kick.  And by lately, I mean today.  Anyway...there are so many depressing, disheartening, discouraging and disparaging things in this world ('d' is not a happy letter).  There are problems that people are dealing with, real issues, that the little petty quandaries I deal with on a day-to-day basis can't even compare to.  It just doesn't seem right for me to complain about how terrible the traffic is on the Turnpike when there's such devastation (that 'd' again)  in countries like Chile, or Haiti, and even here on our home turf in Nashville.  


Howevuh, I'm nowhere near perfect.  I can sit here and continue spouting sayings/clichés about turning lemons into lemonade but let's face it...I don't even like lemonade.  That, and I'm not a robot...I have feelings.  I get mad when things don't go my way and I get upset when people aren't being nice.  That being said, I'll vent a little but I won't hold on.  I don't want any baggage.
To quote a certain real housewife from NYC, "I can't have that toxicity in my life"...a motto that is highly negated by the fact that I watch shows like the Real Housewives.  I'm not saying I'm going to stop watching my trashy reality shows, no way am I giving them up, but the drama stops when I hit that power button.


I can't control a lot of things in this world.  I can, however, control how much I let things affect me.  So the guy in the beemer cut me off today, so what? So the woman with the Goach bag didn't hold the elevator for me, so what?  So the kid in front of me spit out his gum and I stepped in it, so what? (And yes, this all did happen to me today) That's a lot of energy wasted if I whine and gripe about it, so I figure it's better spent channeling that energy into something positive. 


I think this is just the first in many entries to come about this new outlook.  So yeah, we'll see how this goes.  

This entry was brought to you by the letter D.

Mission: Can't sleep

I love summer.  I am a summer baby, after all.  Summer is a time for all things great: summer vacation, days at the beach, ice cream trucks, picnics, staying up late, hanging out with friends all day, driving around for no reason, tank tops and shorts.

Oh, but wait a minute.  All those things are fine and dandy when you're 10 or 16 or even 21.  It's a whoooole other story when you're 24 and working.

- Summer vacation is no more, unless you're one of the lucky son-of-a-guns who have chosen a career as a teacher.
- Days at the beach are restricted to weekends, which is not so bad unless you live in the Garden State and the Bennys have taken over the GSP and beaches.  You could also take random days off but at the risk of unemployment.
- After years of hearing that Mr. Softee jingle, ice cream trucks have lost their appeal, at least to me.  Not only that, it's annoying having to stop behind them so that the little kiddies can get their sugar-cream fix.
- Picnics.  What can I say? All good and fun until those damned bees show up and ruin the good fun.
- Staying up late is almost suicidal; I don't know about you but I hate that 2.30 in the afternoon feeling.
- All my friends are working and/or moved away, so it's hard to hang out daily.
- Gas prices. Suck.
- Tank tops and shorts are not the best outfit choices, at least not in my line of work.

So, correction.  I loved summer.  It's hard to love it as much when you can't sleep because, even with the lack of a comforter, I'm being blanketed by the heat.  I sure can't wait until the 90 degree day Wednesday promises.

Pardon my attitude, I swear this performance of How The Grinch Stole Summer is coming to an end.




Like now.




*Bows*

Mission: New Look, New Beginnings...?

After a pretty long hiatus, this is back up and running.  It's not completely finished but it's getting there.  Hopefully I'll find the time to get 'er done soon.  Aside from the obvious aesthetic ones, there are going to be some other changes as well.  One of which will be the "Mission: Accomplished" stuff I usually put at the end of the blog.  I'll reserve those for "actual missions", for instance if I set out to do something or go somewhere, and not so much for the thought- and opinion-fueled blogs.

So that's the "New Look" part...as for the "New Beginnings"...I'll save that for the next blog.  I'm still kind of formulating it in my head.  Isn't it crazy how one thing can change the rest of your life?  How it can completely change the way you view the world and your place in it? How it can make seemingly important things not such big deals anymore and how it can magnify the small stuff?  Random? Disorganized? Yeah...that's pretty much what's currently going on in my head.

I'm just going to watch The Real Housewives of New Jersey and allow my mind to go numb for now.