Archive for January, 2011

I’ve had such a stressful day. Really quite depressing. But in the grand scheme of things, it is thoroughly survivable. Unpleasant, sure. Will it kill me? Not today. Have I learned something? Too soon to tell.

But I got to come home to a wonderful home. A happy family. The best part of my day is greeting my kids and spouse and being squeezed and climbed on. And that’s just the spouse. Only kidding.

The thing is, I know a better day is around the bend. I’m not just saying that out of some Pollyanna belief that the sun will come out tomorrow. Yet, while I do wear rose-colored glasses at times, I tend to be a realist, lately. That is, no matter how much I believe that good will come out of something, I can’t just sit still and await its arrival.

Yeah the sun is gonna rise. But that’s a given. What’s ailin’ ya ain’t gonna stop if you just sit there and do nothing. I whole heartedly believe in the best is yet to come and many of the feel-good clichés that are out there. But no fortune cookie’s gonna dictate my life.

Let’s say you’re in a miserable situation. A bad date, a relationship, an environment like work, school or whatever. It’s not going to improve just because you will it. And I’m no Jedi. *you will want to read my blog* So get up and do something about it. Word to the wise and not-so-wise: it might take a long time.

Case-in-point: I’ve been looking for a solution to this maddening misery for 8 months. But it’s finally going to end. It will come to fruition in no sooner than four weeks. Unfortunately, the agent of this dread has the power to make that change later rather than sooner. I am trying to tell myself that if I’d managed to maintain this insanity for 19 months already, what’s one more?

Well, I know it will happen. But waiting for it and continuing this…this…I don’t even know what to call it–is not as great as I’d like it to be. At least I can get out alive.

And know that the sun, indeed, will come out, tomorrow.