- I lost a pair of gloves today. And not just any gloves, but the gloves that are actually warm enough 90% of the time and that match all three of my winter coats. Also, the gloves I wasted an hour mending not too long ago.
- I am pretty sure I lost them at McDonald's. I NEVER go to McDonald's, except at rest stops on the way to my parents' house. I am convinced that losing my gloves was punishment for giving in to a bacon and cheese biscuit craving directly after getting my teeth all smooth and sparkly clean at the dentist's office.
- I had to go to the dentist this morning. This isn't really a grievance; it's a necessary evil that, in all honesty, isn't even really all that evil. Still, I can think of at least seventeen better ways to start the day.
- The public parking lot a half-block from our office that serves as an overflow lot for us is closed for an unspecified length of time. I do not work in a neighborhood where I should have to hunt for street parking blocks away in order to go to work, and yet? That is exactly what I had to do this morning.
- The entire surface area of my forehead has broken out in a way I have not seen since the days when I sprayed Rave Extra-Hold on it routinely to fix my pouf of bangs in place. (To clarify, that was twenty years ago. Just in case there was any question about that.) I am blaming this on the not-intended-for-use-on-face sunscreen I rubbed on my face my last day in Mexico, but really, shouldn't that be out of my skin's system by now?
- That stupid boy? Still stupid, as far as I can tell.
Tell me. What's eating YOU today?
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Edited to add...
OK, I barely had that published when I started to feel guilty about it. Please stop playing the world's tiniest violin for me, for I do realize that 1) I am ridiculously fortunate to have three winter coats, when some people have none; 2) and 3) I am fortunate to have the expendable cash to blow on McDonald's, as well as access to reasonably affordable dental care; 4) I am fortunate to have a job that requires me to find a parking spot in order to go it; and 5) No major breakouts since my adolescent years makes me more fortunate than Jessica Simpson and everyone else who's ever appeared in a Pro-Active commercial.
I'm still annoyed about #6, though. That's totally fair; is it not?
14 comments:
Don't have enough information to comment on #6 as a stand-alone, but I can more likely say that #6 is contributing to #5, thus you need to rectify it.
I'm kind of impressed that you actually went in to the McDonald's. That kind of craving is usually satisfied by me in a secret, drive-through rendezvous. With Chris egging it on.
Sorry about the gloves though. And the stupid boy. Ugh.
DO NOT BE ASHAMED OF YOUR COMPLAINING! I feel very strongly about that. Or maybe my caps lock was just on, but I didn't know it, and now I kind of like how that looks.
Everyone has a right to complain, but it's good that you realize that it could be worse.
When do we get more information about stupid boy? Don't you understand that we all look forward to hearing your dating stories?
Dragged myself from my death bed to a keyboard to beg for stupid boy story. Honor a dying woman's last wish!
It wasn't necessary, but I'm still sort of glad you included the addendum.
I was going to say I haven't been to the dentist since I graduated college and my parents had to cut me loose from their insurance, but then I'd be complaining too. I have multiple coats as well.
I got reamed by two anonymous commenters for complaining too much; one of them cited a post similar to this one and told me that I was clearly seeking out reasons to be negative. And all I can say is that's some BS. By that logic only the person with the WORST LIFE IN THE ENTIRE WORLD would be allowed to complain, while the rest of us would have to sit around being like, "Well, it could be worse" and looking on the bright side all the time. You look on the bright side often enough; you aren't required to do it nonstop.
I'm glad the anonymous commenters who have been attacking Jess haven't visited my blog lately.
Feel free to complain all you want. It's a free country. (Until that evil Obama turns it all socialist anyway. Hee.)
Aww, sorry you're having a rough day. I'll run out and burn down the nearest McDonald's, if it makes you feel better.
Ang--I thought of that, but the breakout started before the boy annoyance did, so I'm still blaming the sunscreen.
NPW--Usually I'd do the same. This time, though, the drive-through line was wrapped halfway around the building, and I suspected that inside, there was no line at all. I was right. I still have no idea how I left my gloves there, though.
R--You crack me up. Either explanation works for me.
3Cs and Monkey--I'm sorry; I just don't want to give any details until I'm sure what those details actually are. I am still foolishly entertaining the possibility that there's a good and valid reason for this jackassery, and I need to find out for sure before I publicly complain.
Mickey--I don't have dental insurance either. Suck it up, boy.
(I'm kidding. I have no idea why I just typed "Suck it up, boy." But I really DON'T have dental insurance, actually.)
Jess--I remember that, and I think it's actually part of the reason I typed the retraction. That and I honestly did feel a bit guilty, because in reality? Bad mood and setbacks or not? I realize life's not that bad. I'm in a funk of annoyance, though, and that's hard to shake when it hits.
SS--I know, right? I've seen plenty of things on other blogs that set off a completely unwarranted firestorm. Our day is coming, probably, right? Sometimes people have nothing better to do.
Liz--If Obama is a Socialist, then sign me up. There. I said it. :-)
Courtney--I don't know if it would really make me feel any better, but it might amuse Mickey, so, um, go for it? ;-)
As usual, I am late, but I was just going to say what -R- and Jess said anyway. I hate the whole, "what are YOU crying about" philosophy because it implies, for example, that a person can never say she's hungry if there are people in the world who are starving, except, dude, I am hungry right now.
(I have no idea why I called you "dude.")
I like the anti-Grace in Small Things list!
However, I do not like that damn disappearing boy.
Thank you for this post. This is what I blogged today after reading it.
Sunday, 8 March 2009
A little perspective
I was reading The Airing of Grievances on Stephanie Says yesterday, which was a list of moans, followed swiftly by reasons to be grateful. I realised that I'd spent half the day moaning about small stuff, when I should be grateful for so much. Obviously, my attempts to follows Oprah's daily thankful lists has failed, but I shall start again with things I am thankful for this morning.
1. Dad is on the mend and still here.
2. I will see both mum & dad in a month when I am fortunate enough to fly home for a week.
3. I have a job, which pays my mortgage, rent, living & enough to pay for modernising the apartment.
4. I have great friends both here in Oman & in Europe that I can rely on.
5. The sun is shining & it is going to be a beautiful day.
What more can I ask for?
Thank you Stephanie for adding some perspective.
Sx
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