Fed up

Earlier today I texted a friend that I had a list and I was going to be productive and get things done. After all, it was raining, gloomy and cold; what better time to stay indoors and get some chores tackled?

My friend checked in with me a few hours later assuming, incorrectly, that I had accomplished at least some of the tasks.

He was, of course, wrong.

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When things set you off

Sometimes you just gotta type out your frustrations…am I right?

In my defense, the PMS gods are striking so that’s my excuse. 😇

Anyway, this is what has got my panties in a knot last few days:

(You’re welcome)

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How to improve a bad mood: type a blog post and hit publish

This morning I got attacked by a bird if you’re wondering how my day is going so far.

😳🐦

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Wrong place right time

Last night I drove my kid to the wrong venue for practice.

Boo. 🙂

(Just bear with me here…I may sound like I’m complaining but really, I’m just anecdote-ing my life as it unfolds because one day when I’m all alone and old and probably depressed I’ll re-read this drivel and it will help me remember that I went through all these adventures as a parent of kids in sports during the age of the internet.)

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From perfectly content to miserable: when moods change at the flip of a switch

There’s an expression in German I’ve heard my aunt use from time to time:

“Wie angeworfen.”

It means “like it was tossed at me”.

There are several occasions where this expression can be used; most often however it references two things:

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Permission to dwell in negativity: this too shall pass

Negativity breeds more negativity, is what I’m hearing. Toxic people are negative people and no good will come from them.

Right?

Well I am here today to say that sometimes, we need to give ourselves permission to wallow in a bad mood.

There. I said it. Call it catharsis or whatever you want.

There are simply times when I just want to be left to it. Wallow, self-pity, woe is me.

I blame hormones. (But that’s another fun and exciting blog topic for another day.)  🙄 

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