You guys probably know this by now. Usually, I’m a happy camper. At the moment though, I’m not so happy. And my camper is
stuck in the mud.
By Ben Townsend (Flickr: Stuck Camper 1) [CC BY 2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons
paint this blah blah blah…
hammer that yada yada yada.
I don’t know. Just feels meh. I have a longstanding tradition of traveling through the weeds every now and then. I go into pondering mode. I think about the meaning of life. Whether I’m doing what I’m meant to be doing.
Am I helping enough? Am I making a difference? Am I living up to my potential? And typically, when I’m taking this familiar test with my sharpened #2, the correct answer to fill in is always D. NONE OF THE ABOVE.
And I start feeling like this…
exasperated mode.
But being in exasperated mode is kind of tiring. So I’ll decide it’s time to put the pjs on and I crawl into self-pity mode. Actually, that’s just a bold-faced lie. I was already wearing the pj’s. Regardless, self-pity mode never lasts too long for me. Why?
I have a superhuman bitch-slap mode.
She gets all up in my face “WTH are you complaining about?” bitch-slap mode will sneer at me. “You have NOTHING to be down about.” “You’ve GOT to be kidding me with this whining crap. That’s ridiculous.” And then bitch-slap mode will make me take the sheet off from over my head. She’ll yank me out of bed and open the shades.
And force me to look around. And turn on the news. Then she’ll say, “SEE. I told you to stop whining. Look at all this sewage others are being forced to wade through, and you’re complained about a little mud?” And she’s right. That bitchy bitch-slap lady is always right. So I don’t afford myself the luxury of hanging out in the self-pity zone too long.
So from self-pity mode, I kind of run straight into staring into space mode.Â
And this very mode is where I happen to be at this precise moment. Staring at a screen and thinking, “WTH should I write about?” I dunno. So, here’s my ask.
what can I do for you?
Tell me. I will NOT be publicizing this post. I’m only sending it to you, the members of our little flock. What can I show you, teach you, make for you? Is there anything I told you I’d write about and haven’t done it yet?
Is there anything you NEVER want me to write about again (i.e. this very post)…TELL ME. LEAVE ME A COMMENT. Or two comments. Please break my stare. I need to get off my duff, take a shower, and become a functioning member of society today.
So first things first, I’m going to grab more coffee, and do some daily affirmation. Like this…
And now for that shower.
Screw it. Think I’ll go eat lunch instead.
Linda Haire says
Love you blog! I was wondering, are your floors hardwood? They are sooo pretty! Do you have them in your kitchen? I’m getting new floors for the main living area in my house and I just don’t know what to get!
Heather says
Hi Linda! Yep 🙂 They are typical builder-grade hardwood…nothing super fancy. They were a light oak when we bought the house, and were pretty banged up, so we had them sanded and refinished with a super dark stain before we moved in. Glad you like them 🙂
SW says
Take us OUTSIDE your house! What’s out there?
Hang in there! This too shall pass!
Heather says
Ha! So true. I rarely take you guys outside the house. Probably because my gardening/landscaping/anything dealing w/ green stuff skills are ABSENT 😉 One of these days I’ll give you the dime tour 🙂
Sean says
Best post ever!!! Real, transparent and eerily identical to my day, every mode, step by step!
Keep up the great work – and write whatever comes to you, even if it’s not DIY, cause there are a lot of bloggers out there that do that but few are able to be transparent and off topic here and there….so kudos to you!
Heather says
Thank you 😉 Glad you can relate!! Appreciate that you don’t mind me getting off topic here and there. I think all of us need to run around a road less taken once in a while in order to find our way back. At least I think that’s the case. Have a great weekend