If there was a word for each day, today’s would be Disgruntled… unreasonable a close second. One of those days where I don’t feel like smiling or being jovial. I just want to simmer in my sullen, slovenly mess.
There’s work to be done. Projects to complete, pictures to edit and words to write. And if not them, there’s always floors to vacuum, clothes to launder and the untidy things that need to be, well… tidied. And I want to say piss off to all of it, adding that emoji with the tongue sticking out just to help drive home the point.
I could make myself power through, drawing deep from my willpower, pull myself up by my bootstraps and do them anyways. But today, that’s not what I want to do.
Today, I want my grumble and scowl and waste my day doing things that are completely and utterly useless. I want to make a nest on the couch so deep and wide I need help extracting myself from it. Not fireman rescuing a kitten from a tall branch kind of help, but the I’ve sat so long in my snuggly station that my legs have gone to sleep and I need your hand to stand up again help. That’s all.
I want to write words that no one judges or tries to change. Words that I just feel like saying whether they’re written in an eloquent way or not. But I still want them to be amazing and ingenious. And I want the world to love those words. So very much, I want the words I write to connect and embed into the very soul of every single person reading them in a way they never imagined words could ever do! And I don’t want to edit it.
I want to drink hazelnut coffee from Panera Bread and I don’t want to drive 20 minutes to get it. Or pay for it either. And I want someone who has a basic understanding of communication to take that order. A person who seems to know that a “Hi”, “Good morning” or even simply a “What can I get you?” is not too much to ask for and that staring blankly in my general direction is not the same as uttering… anything.
And I want to eat a salad, even though it’s 9:30 am. Not one made by Panera. I want it made it from the ingredients already sitting in my fridge, just not by me. A salad with some fried chicken, hard boiled eggs and cheese, all snuggled under a blanket of ranch. And bacon. And I want to lose 5 lbs eating it too.
I want my workout to be effective. Toning and tightening all the things that gravity and that bastard known Continue reading