I think most people would agree that I’m a relatively pleasant person. I smile a lot. I see the glass half full. I think babies and puppies are cute.
But there are some days that I’m not so happy and smiley. I like to call them my “Angry Bear” days.
I’m sure everyone feels has days like this; those days when everyone surrounding you are not people, but spawns of Satan setting out to ruin your day. I don’t want to smile at all. The glass is half empty because some jerk drank it and his nasty, rotten teeth backwash is in it so it may as well be completely empty. And babies and puppies are still kind of cute, but I can’t help but notice the massive amount of extra work both present.
Times like these are when I really miss my friend M. We can’t meet at the corner Starbucks anymore and listen to each other vent about our problems, and nod and assure the other one that things are going to get better somehow. That is the great thing about M. I know that I can always count on her to listen first and then see if I want advice. And if I don’t, she’s ok with just giving me a hug instead.
I have new friends in Boston, but, of course, I haven’t embarked on “best friendship-dom” with them yet. There are just some things you can’t replace. And I have Beardy, and he is actually a great listener, but I can’t talk to Beardy about Beardy when those oh so wonderful relationship problems arise. Especially when it's just more of a "venting" that is needed than an actual discussion of issues.
Not saying that Beardy has brought on Angry Bear today (and not saying he hasn’t); it’s just been one of those weeks, really, that has been the perfect storm of obstacles in all aspects of life, and I really just want to rip my hair out. Alas, this is why blogging is great. Because now this isn’t in my head anymore; it’s in cyber-land, blog-space, and I’m already starting to feel a little better. :)
But there are some days that I’m not so happy and smiley. I like to call them my “Angry Bear” days.
I’m sure everyone feels has days like this; those days when everyone surrounding you are not people, but spawns of Satan setting out to ruin your day. I don’t want to smile at all. The glass is half empty because some jerk drank it and his nasty, rotten teeth backwash is in it so it may as well be completely empty. And babies and puppies are still kind of cute, but I can’t help but notice the massive amount of extra work both present.
Times like these are when I really miss my friend M. We can’t meet at the corner Starbucks anymore and listen to each other vent about our problems, and nod and assure the other one that things are going to get better somehow. That is the great thing about M. I know that I can always count on her to listen first and then see if I want advice. And if I don’t, she’s ok with just giving me a hug instead.
I have new friends in Boston, but, of course, I haven’t embarked on “best friendship-dom” with them yet. There are just some things you can’t replace. And I have Beardy, and he is actually a great listener, but I can’t talk to Beardy about Beardy when those oh so wonderful relationship problems arise. Especially when it's just more of a "venting" that is needed than an actual discussion of issues.
(If you are wondering why he has gloves on, it is because I do not have the ability to draw hands)
Not saying that Beardy has brought on Angry Bear today (and not saying he hasn’t); it’s just been one of those weeks, really, that has been the perfect storm of obstacles in all aspects of life, and I really just want to rip my hair out. Alas, this is why blogging is great. Because now this isn’t in my head anymore; it’s in cyber-land, blog-space, and I’m already starting to feel a little better. :)
