I had a lighthearted, funny post planned about election day, a credit line increase and other such nonsense. Then I cut my finger open making applesauce and got some horrible news about the death of a family member and, well, that’s really enough to take away all thoughts of a joking blog entry. I didn’t even really need the finger cut. Honestly, the finger cut was pretty funny.
What is it about the crap in life that it all seems to come at once?
In some ways, it seems like a blessing. Get all the shit out of the way so that it doesn’t contaminate the good times. The happy times. The times when you’re not stabbing your own finger with a very sharp Henckels knife.
But then it feels like all of the junk just piles up. And then you find yourself curled up on the couch sniffling and begging your boyfriend to buy you some cookies and cream ice cream (which he does, because he is awesome). Because, you know, short term solutions like loading up on sugar and undoing all of the hard work that I did at the gym today by consuming an entire bowl of empty calories is a really, really, really good idea. Really.
Life can be a real kick in the pants. Sometimes, you just need to have that ice cream (even though you know it’s a bad idea in the long run), curl up on the couch to watch election results and hope that tomorrow will see things improve. Tomorrow could always get worse but it could always get better. You never know.
Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry. Are you okay?
Things will work out. They usually do. In the mean time, yes, this week needs to be over now.