Hmmmm … I might have slightly oversold this post with the title but too lazy to change it. So here’s the thing: I’m in a mood. Right now. At this very second when I’m typing this on a Tuesday morning. By the time this gets published, I might be carefree, happy Tanya again. But right now? I’m Grumpy Tanya. Who growls at everyone and everything. And has wisely (or not so wisely) decided to share her grumpy thoughts with you.
What’s on My Grumpy Mind …
In no particular order, here’s what is rolling around my brain.
Why must you bother me at the grocery store?
Yes, I understand the grocery store is an excellent place to capture people from various walks of life to sign your petition or buy your cookies or candy bars or to ask for donations to your deserving charity but … sometimes a person just wants to buy milk. And no matter how worthy your cause (or not), approaching a short, seemingly harmless woman isn’t always the best idea. Just saying. And yes, I feel bad complaining but when you get approached three times to give or sign something before you enter Vons, you might get a little twitchy too.
They totally oversold this adulthood things to kids.
So I’m calling B.S. on them. Seriously. Let me list my ailments: creaking bones, sleeping less and less deeply, getting stiff and sore if I sit for too long, menopause (not yet but it’s coming cuz I can feel it), slower metabolism, indigestion, white hairs, dry skin, wrinkles and the need for progressive eyewear. FYI, they suck.
I have very mixed feelings about the white hair.
My once thick hair has thinned significantly over the past few years, initially due to depression (and errr … poor diet). I’ve improved there (some days) but still struggling with hair loss, most likely due to stress/anxiety and getting freaking old. The new white hairs make me cranky … sort of. I’ve decided to make some lemonade out these lemons because at least I have new hairs … even if they are rudely white.
I hate everything about Emperor Baby Fists and his ilk. That is all.
I’m mad at me for still not eating healthy.
I’m going to write more about this is a separate post but my get healthy journey has become deeply stagnant. It makes me so frustrated and yet I keep doing the exact opposite of what I need to do. This is on me.
I talk funny to Max.
I am not embarrassed that I baby talk to Max. Nope, not one bit because it is my God-given right to do so. But I am a tad bit weirded out that sometimes when I do it, my voice becomes this horribly high-pitched squeal. I also make-up songs about Max and sing them to him too. #SorryNotSorry
Books and me aren’t getting along.
This pains me terribly to confess this but I haven’t been enjoying books as much this year. Maybe because I haven’t really read a WOWSER book yet. A few good ones but mostly okay books. I’d like some WOWSER book recommendations, of any genre, because I need to get out of this book funk.
Why do book funks scare me?
It generally signals I’m depressed because I always love reading and when I stop reading and find no pleasure in it, something is wrong. Thankfully, I don’t think that is the situation here … more just book malaise. However, my paranoia is strong enough that getting back my reading mojo will make me feel better overall.
Turn that Frown Upside Down
I’ve been kind of whiny and pouty and don’t want to end on a downbeat so here’s a couple of good funnies to put a smile on our faces!
This is so me. I also win arguments and solve the world’s problems while driving my car too.
This is also me. And I might have laughed for five minutes after I saw this because we can all relate to this, right? And boy did I need that laugh!
Okay, I’m like 97% confident that next week I’m be back to normal and not so growly. But in the meantime, tell me what’s making you grumpy or not!