It’s just about enough to make me do something almost drastic, like use up all of my sick days at once, and cash in those precious frequent flyer miles I’ve been coveting since I don’t know when and fly to Tuscany. I’m not kidding. Let me be clear–I’m good under pressure. You want me around in a crisis. But juggling a real-estate money-pit quagmire gone-wild, a currently frightful work environment, and a 19 year old with Aspergers announcing his intention to drop out of high school for this week’s excitement, topped only by being rear-ended hard by an iron-giant Monster Truck driven by an apologetic soldier…
As a lark, I actually looked up whether Mercury was in retrograde right now. Guess what? Mercury wasn’t, but Mars AND Saturn are, until freaking April!
But what’s a formerly positive person to do? After much pouting, and not much sleep, I begrudgingly acknowledge that I’m in this current lovely reality as part of the journey, and that the challenge is not to continue let this rain on my parade, and at least wear my awesome psychedelic rain boots.
A few of my tried and true coping strategies:
1. Denial. Really. It works. It may piss off your mother when she calls and wants details on everything, but otherwise, I highly recommended this while waiting for the universe to straighten itself out.
2. Do something awesome for someone. I’m trying to pay into the cosmic debris and tilt this thing on its axle. Rotate, damn it!
3. Breathe. I’ve never been big on breathing, but I’m working on it. People tell me it helps.
4. Arts and Crafts. Making those Voodoo dolls was very cathartic.
5. Watch only vintage television like “I Love Lucy” or “The Brady Bunch” where everything is predictable and always works out in the end.
6. Although I am not a big drinker, I have come to believe in the relief of a well timed glass of elegant Pinot Noir.
And if all else fails, remember… in the words of Roseanne Roseannadanna, “It just goes to show ya! It’s always somethin’! If it’s not one thing, it’s another! Either you smoke or you have a sweat ball hangin’ off your nose!”
Mar 01, 2012 @ 08:38:24
love you !!!!! hang in there chickie 🙂
Mar 01, 2012 @ 10:26:40
Thank you, my role model!
Mar 01, 2012 @ 09:38:30
Fantastique ~ in a tragic, woefully hopeful kinda way !! ❤
Mar 01, 2012 @ 10:25:32
Ding! We have a winner!
Mar 01, 2012 @ 09:59:20
I going to try to make my voodoo dolls while wearing my bright yellow rain boots while drinking Fireball and see if that makes me feel better. Want to join me?
Mar 01, 2012 @ 10:24:49
Mos def!! Sooner than later, too.
Mar 01, 2012 @ 10:08:29
I agree! You are wonderful!
Mar 01, 2012 @ 16:45:13
So True… and by the way.. where did you get that picture of me with my head in the sand?
Mar 02, 2012 @ 13:05:12
Where’d you get the boots!
I’m right there with you babe!
Mar 02, 2012 @ 13:30:01
Santa Cruz …but u can also buy online!
Sent from my iPh
Mar 02, 2012 @ 15:06:22
True all dat!
Mar 03, 2012 @ 15:40:34
You said it Sista! I think denial is really underrated. Why pick at something? It will pass as everything is temporary anyway. As you said, sometimes you just gotta ride the wave while denying its existence. Why waste good lipgloss!
Mar 04, 2012 @ 17:09:41
Really, a monster truck? WOWEEE??? So glad you made those voodoo dolls they always make me feel better… and i love your reference to the well-timed pinot – largely (pun intended) because of the well-placed Schlitz (or was it..)
Glad you posted xo!