I refuse to participate in Resolutions, mostly because I know I'll either forget about them by January 2nd or won't care by January 3rd. I have bigger fish to fry right now than whether or not I'll limit dessert to 1x/week (HAHAHAHAHA) or...well, I can't think of anything else. I'm so lame.
Nonetheless, I can hear the rumblings of 2012 on the other side of my little world and, as much as I would like, I can't run away fast enough. Instead, I'm choosing to squoosh my back against the wall of my life and taking quick peeks around the corner to see how much longer I have until the inevitable happens and I'm full-body-smacked with a new year.
And since I can't escape, I may as well put my purse down and man-up, and at least reflect on whether or not I should try to do something more than exist by successfully getting through the day without causing too much permanent harm.
Three minutes of reflection later, I came to the conclusion that I should work on my grumpiness this year - as in to be less grumpy. One of my main battles is that I kind of like to be grumpy. It feels comfortable to me and I come by it honestly as I have a long line of curmudgeonly ancestors to genetically inspire me and I have been a most excellent student at the craft.
What inspired me to this? A true story that goes like this:
One day, a wife noticed a storm was brewing in the house and she decided she was not only going to nip it in the bud (even though the urge to feed into it was so strong), but also make the day cheerier and filled with rainbows and bunnies and lollipops. Because it was THE HOLIDAYS, for crying out loud. So what did the wife do? She forced herself to smile - that really perky kind of smile that the really, truly, sweet people walk around with - and her husband said "What are you doing?". No lie. "I'm smiling" said the wife. "Why?" replied the husband. "Because it's almost Christmas and I'm going make sure everyone is HAPPY!".
The day did get a little bit merrier and bright, but the wife realized that perhaps she needed to occasionally alter her countenance a smidge so she wouldn't startle anyone if she decided to share a grin ever again.
And that is what's going to happen. I'm going to fight my nature and be in a less crappy mood.
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You just made me cry. Seriously, I'm sitting here boohooing. I too like to be grumpy, esp. today it seems. I too have felt my face crack when I smiled. But I too am inspired right now to make it a joyful day, even though I'd prefer to be frustrated and dramatic like others around here. So here's to a new year and lots of smiles. Thanks for the inspiration. :D
I'm just raising a glass to the use of the word curmudgeonly. WOW!!
Happy New Year, Kitty.
Are there pills or something to take for that? I would love to be less grumpy, but I don't want to actually DO anything to get that way :)
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