Oct 24, 2005

Brrrrr

The weather is cooler, heck. It's cold now. Daylight savings time ends this weekend...the rain...the cold...aaaagggghhh.

This weather is getting me down. Last year, I had the winter blues - big time. I'm probably going to stick around a bit longer, so I hope I don't have a repeat of last year's episode. I remember not feeling like myself...and looking back now, I wonder if I ever felt like myself again.

The stress of the holiday season at work brought on anxiety and panic. I was a real wreck. Funny how I thought I had problems. Your problems always seem smaller when bigger problems sit on top of it.

So for those who experience pitfalls in life; to all those who just can't see a light in the end of the tunnel...don't worry, it will get worse.

Enough pessimistic ideas, let me talk to you like a self-help book:

Life is a journey, and your happiness depends on you. Life may be bumpy, but take the time to enjoy the ride...

Had enough of that crap? I thought so.

On a positive note, I now live at my grandma's one bedroom apartment with 3-5 other people. I got the bedroom...and I have a really nice curtain for a door. My 2 cats don't really like my aunt's Maltese dog, but he doesn't stay all the time. And oh yeah, parking's a joy.

3 comments:

k said...

hey, sorry life is so crappy right now.

"So for those who experience pitfalls in life; to all those who just can't see a light in the end of the tunnel...don't worry, it will get worse."

that totally should have been my quote in my high school yearbook.

Catherine said...

I believe you have officially joined my dad on the window ledge. Just don't go near a gun anytime soon.

Anonymous said...

Are boys allowed at pity parties? If so? I'm game as well! True life isn't always peachy, but then we would not really be able to fully appreciated/enjoy the good if it was. I say, much like baseball, stand your ground, keep your eyes fixed on the ball and...... SWING!!! Swing-Swing-swing!! Swing until you hit or you are too tired to keep on swinging. Please, don't view my comment as optomistic, just realistic. Sometimes we grow tired and stop swinging.