I'm grumpy. (Insert Snow White joke here.)
The NaNoWriMo gathering was just lame. There were five of us there at the NaNo library while the increasingly nervous librarian said she just didn't understand what happened. It turns out the five of us where in the wrong freaking room. Apparently there was quite the shindig in another room that nervous librarian never got the word about. Basically, I went to a party where the host didn't show up. I went to a party that happened elsewhere. I'm grumpy.
In the good part of my soul, I know I'm happy for the good fortune of the bloggers I read. But some of them have good fortuned me into a near occasion of sin and I envy them. I loved "Paris Breakfasts", but the many tales of the many trips to Paris just got to be too much for me. And "Pioneer Woman" is completely off the charts. I think Ree Drummond is fabulous but the whole thing about the cookbook on the NY Times best-seller list was OTT. I also realized this woman has to have a publicist to be doing all this. And she was on the Bonnie Hunt show. OTT. And reading tales of shopping sprees and fabulous vacations and concert-going, it's just too much for me right now. I'm not making comments or even reading blogs I used to. I get too envious. I'm grumpy.
I have enough money to pay the bills. This month (which includes November). December is something else altogether. I have faced the truth that I must get another roomie, but haven't done much about it. Therefore the cause of my own misery. But I'm still grumpy.
Maybe it's ten years without PMS. Maybe I just need a private grumpy blowout. But I can't let it last too long. And that makes me grumpy.
2 comments:
You are entitled to have your grump on without excuse. Sometimes nothing is quite so salving to the soul as a nice wallow in grumpitude. The trick is to know that's what you are doing and realize when you've really had enough.
I think it makes the good moods that much sweeter.
I went to Wikipedia and learned what OTT means. I learned something today.
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