Have you ever noticed that the universe sometimes has a way to tell you to get over yourself, pick up your big girl panties and just get on with it?
Just as I posted I am done for a while and about how my uncle and his PMA was a load of crap; suddenly a song I have never heard of pops up out of the most unlikely of places and tells me that my uncle was NOT the only person who believes in this mind set.
I still don't believe I have it in me to just switch my mind to 'Happy' any more than I can quit my job and you have no idea how badly I would like to quit working, but for a few minutes this made me smile at the coincidence of finding it in the exact moment when I gave up. Maybe I am the one that is wrong.
Interesting. Enjoy!
https://www.youtube.com/embed/4AWElH-07mI
Thursday, July 23, 2015
Tuesday, July 21, 2015
Silence of the Fall
I have been silent for so long now,
you probably have forgotten that I even blog.
I initially started this blog in an effort to help me convince myself that you can talk yourself into being happy. My uncle harped to me most of my life about PMA – Positive Mental Attitude. He believed that all you had to do was chant that mantra and all would be right with the world and if you said it enough and believed it hard enough you would be happy.
That is bullshit.
That is the same malarkey that the so called ‘Name It & Claim It’ preachers preach on TV. All they name or claim is your money.
I can’t make myself be happy any more than I can make myself be a cat just by believing it so.
Now, funny is funny and I do see things with a slant toward the humorous, but it is a cover. A mask I have worn for so long that I do not know the difference between myself and the mask anymore.
I am in a very dark place now. Darker than my usual place and I just don’t feel like pretending anymore.
So, as a last ditch effort, here is post that I hope will hold you over until I feel well enough again to write.
Fall:
I have been out of work for a couple of days. Now, that makes me happy – but I was not happy about the reason I was out.
I fell and apparently if you are over 50, you should not try to refill a hummingbird feeder, open a glass door and hold it open while trying to step over a dog as you are going down brick stairs. The cement managed to stop my fall immediately. And you thought cement was only for walkways. Who knew that it could save you from total destruction?
It definitely was not something fun enough to do again, but I did get to call in sick for a few days!
Yay, cement!
I initially started this blog in an effort to help me convince myself that you can talk yourself into being happy. My uncle harped to me most of my life about PMA – Positive Mental Attitude. He believed that all you had to do was chant that mantra and all would be right with the world and if you said it enough and believed it hard enough you would be happy.
That is bullshit.
That is the same malarkey that the so called ‘Name It & Claim It’ preachers preach on TV. All they name or claim is your money.
I can’t make myself be happy any more than I can make myself be a cat just by believing it so.
Now, funny is funny and I do see things with a slant toward the humorous, but it is a cover. A mask I have worn for so long that I do not know the difference between myself and the mask anymore.
I am in a very dark place now. Darker than my usual place and I just don’t feel like pretending anymore.
So, as a last ditch effort, here is post that I hope will hold you over until I feel well enough again to write.
Fall:
I have been out of work for a couple of days. Now, that makes me happy – but I was not happy about the reason I was out.
I fell and apparently if you are over 50, you should not try to refill a hummingbird feeder, open a glass door and hold it open while trying to step over a dog as you are going down brick stairs. The cement managed to stop my fall immediately. And you thought cement was only for walkways. Who knew that it could save you from total destruction?
It definitely was not something fun enough to do again, but I did get to call in sick for a few days!
Yay, cement!
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