I’m going to give you a peak into my mind. Be forewarned. I keep a list of blog topic ideas. On Sunday nights I look them over and I schedule in what topics I am going to talk about in the upcoming week. Unless something so thrilling happens, I pretty much stick to this method. The night before I post, I look at my topic and I think about how I’m going to present it- I “sleep on it” if you will.
This method works for me.
So last night as I reviewed my schedule for today, I looked at the topic. The Dentist visit. I was going to right about how my daughter’s dentist appointment annoyed me last week. This topic would be a rant. I looked at the Wednesday topic- my painting class at Michaels- also a rant. I realized that both of these ideas had a common thread other than being rants: they both occurred on the same day- dentist in the afternoon, painting class at night. And I had felt out of sorts all day.
I rant about things a lot. (I know- you guys didn’t know that about me- but there you have it) But I try to find the humor in these situations. When I wrote these blog ideas, I wasn’t thinking of either of these situations with humor- I was thinking of them with anger. So I was angry that day. I didn’t want to try to find the bright side.
I was in a negative frame of mind.
So the dentist instituting a new policy that you have to fill out a long questionnaire annoyed me. This is information that hasn’t changed, and should be on file. I asked the receptionist why I had to fill out the paperwork again. She said the paperwork had to be filled out anew every 6 months. Guess how often my daughter goes to the dentist? If you said every 6 months, you would be right. I was being combative with her- I didn’t want to let it go. This continued with their new policy of them keeping our credit card info on file. And our social security numbers. I badgered the woman, asking why this information was necessary for my daughter to her teeth cleaned. I wasn’t letting go. I was in a foul mood and I had this woman in my crosshairs.
When I went to the free painting class at Michal’s (arts and crafts store), I was annoyed that the store didn’t have the supplies they said we needed. I was annoyed that the teacher hadn’t read the instructions about the craft that we were supposed to be doing. I realize that you get what you pay for, but really, if I wanted to read instructions and do something by myself, I could have done that in the comfort of my own home: I didn’t have to schlep across town in the arctic chill. I wanted an instructor. I don’t know how to paint. I wanted her to tell me what I needed to do. That didn’t happen.
I know that these are both things that could potentially make someone mad. I get that. I get the feeling of being pissed off because you feel like you’ve wasted your time. But it’s really about your attitude. Did these incidents really warrant be being whiny and bitchy?
Does any situation give you right to be bitchy and whiny?
And why was I in such a lousy mood that day?
I try to maintain a positive attitude-good positivity does beget good things. But some days. Some days are worse than others though. Sometimes I really feel like I woke up on the wrong side of life.
And that’s how I felt on the particular day that these events occurred. Negative. Like the world was against me.
Why do we sometimes just have bad days?
I wish I knew.
But I do think I need to find a better way of handling the off days. I don’t think it’s good for my mental health to spend an entire day being cranky- especially when there is no actual reason for being cranky. Nothing bad had happened. Life was, and is, going pretty well.
How do you handle cranky days?
Do you have a secret fix that works for you, or do you just ride it out?
My next goal is to figure out how to get myself out of a funk when I feel the dark cloud of bitchiness descending upon me.
And the goal after that is to figure out what to write about tomorrow, as I just sort of told you the Michael’s story.