My Mood Today –
Pissy. That’s what my Mother would have called it. “What’s your problem? Why are you so pissy today?” I woke up not wanting to go to work; not wanting to commute for 4+ hours; not wanting to ride the stinky subway; not wanting to sit in a cell of an office looking at itty-bitty numbers all day. I don’t want to be polite. I don’t want to be pleasant. I don’t want to be grateful that I have a job. I don’t want to be happy that I have a wonderful house in the country with a husband who loves me. I don’t want to see the beauty all around me. I DON’T WANNNA! I DON’T WANNA! I DON’T WANNA! (Insert sounds of heels banging on floor.)
I’m tired of being a grown-up. I’m tired of responsibilities. I’m tired of being the rock for everyone. I’m tired of being the problem solver. I’m tired of picking myself up by my bootstraps. I’m tired period.
Tomorrow I’ll be fine. I’ll see the glass half full again. I’ll thank God for all my blessings. I’ll smile at strangers and do random acts of kindness. I’ll remember how fortunate I am to have the life I have.
But today, I give into my inner BRAT.