You know when life unexpectedly kicks you square in the nuts and you didn't see it coming? Yeah that's what's been happening over on my end. Yesterday hit me square in the nuts and its really putting my optimistic nature to a challenge. Part of me just wants to moan, groan and ask why? Why the hell does it seem like everyone gets the breaks but us? I mean, Britney Spears can't even walk straight or put panties on and yet somehow that girl is spending what we make in a month on a purse filled with cheetos. Isn't hard work rewarded anymore? Because lately it seems like that's all we've been doing, working very hard and making minuscule progress.
When you're neck deep in shit, it's so tempting to wallow in it and find somebody to blame the crap on. Usually in situations like this, I'm always thinking, okay, there are worse things that can happen, at least you're healthy, you have your family, friends, you have a roof over your head. But when several piles of crap hit you in the span of one day, it's hard to stand right back up.
I'm not going to go into what happened for personal reasons, but it has nothing to do with any life or death situations, my marriage is dandy, the munchkin is fine...actually, in retrospect, it's a fixable problem but again, when the problem hits you suddenly, it takes a while to clear your head and look at it from a non panic perspective.
(can you tell this is a fucking money problem already???)
But I'm a firm believer in things happen for a reason and I think the recent incident that's happened lately is one of those things. Ultimately, it is a fixable problem and in the grand scheme of things this is piddly bullshit. It's a hard fact of life and a wake up call for us and we'll come out of this situation stronger and smarter. (I only wish the viking hubby was so positive, he's quite the opposite, he likes to wallow..which makes my whole "putting a positive spin" on things even harder, and annoying for him) Bare with me if this post is not my usual nonsense ramblings... I just needed to vent somewhere and sometimes when I write it all down, the problem doesn't seem as large as it is in my head you know what I mean? And I can see that after writing this post, I'm right.
So there you have it, a rare moment when I'm a big ol downer.
Sorry I had to use this blog (and you guys) as my therapists but it needed to be done.
Now someone go buy me an ice cream cone.