I am eating cereal as we speak. Kashi Go Lean Crunch (yum!) and Almond Milk (also yum!). I’m enjoying it right now, but anybody who knows me knows that I barely eat cereal; I’m not a huge fan of the stuff. I’m eating it today because there is nothing else in the house that I want to eat and don’t have a car to go shopping. And even then I still had to go to the El Granda store to get it because we didn’t have the kind I like in the house. And on top of that, I bought the almond milk last week for myself because the house only drinks regular milk and now that I’ve gotten it through the door it seems everybody else suddenly realized that almond milk is the shit and wants to drink only that. I also left the teapot going in the other room and forgot about it and my water boiled almost away. I didn’t shower right away this morning because I wanted to go for a run, but then I didn’t have a car and can’t seem to motivate and am sitting here venting instead. I’m frustrated because my bank account is low from having to replace my computer and harddrive and photoshop and lightroom and VSCO and memory cards and … sigh… I feel like all of those expenses just don’t seem to end. I’m annoyed about people who think being rude is the best way to get what they want and mad that when you work in the service business it’s like it’s rude to stand up for yourself.
I swear I’m not saying all of this to complain. Sure, it feels good to vent, but really I’m saying all of these grumpy things because I feel like sometimes when I’m online it’s easy to get caught up in all of the things everybody else is doing and how nice they look and seem. I’m saying it because sometimes on the internet I feel like everybody I ever knew knows exactly what they are doing and where they are going and have everything all figured out and enough money and time and energy for all of the adventures in the world. I’m saying it because on the internet everybody always cooks amazing meals, dresses impeccably, has their dream job, and still spends tons of time adventuring with their friends and family. I’m saying it because that’s not really how things are, for anybody. And that is totally A-OK. I can be in a slump today and un-slump myself tomorrow. I can bake cakes again and dress cute again and adventure again. And I will.
And knowing that everybody has good days and everybody has crappy days? I think it makes all the days on any end of the spectrum a whole bunch better.
“Except when you don’t.
Because, sometimes, you won’t.
I’m sorry to say so
but, sadly, it’s true
can happen to you.
You can get all hung up
in a prickle-ly perch.
And your gang will fly on.
You’ll be left in a Lurch.
You’ll come down from the Lurch
with an unpleasant bump.
And the chances are, then,
that you’ll be in a Slump.
And when you’re in a Slump,
you’re not in for much fun.
is not easily done.
You will come to a place where the streets are not marked.
Some windows are lighted. But mostly they’re darked.
A place you could sprain both your elbow and chin!
Do you dare to stay out? Do you dare to go in?
How much can you lose? How much can you win?
And IF you go in, should you turn left or right…
or right-and-three-quarters? Or, maybe, not quite?
Or go around back and sneak in from behind?
Simple it’s not, I’m afraid you will find,
for a mind-maker-upper to make up his mind.
You can get so confused
that you’ll start in to race
down long wiggled roads at a break-necking pace
and grind on for miles cross weirdish wild space,
headed, I fear, toward a most useless place.
The Waiting Place…”