My Practically Perfect Life

I consider myself an optimistic. A true silver lining finder. I will try my best to take anything negative happening around me and find out why it will all be ok. Because it always will be ok. But sometimes you have to just sit back, cross your arms, put on your best resting bitch face and accept that things suck!

I love throwing parties!! Decorations, food, music and games! Showing people I love how much they mean to me by the work I put into throwing those parties!! But I have to be careful when it comes to pity parties. Because I can throw one hell of a big one!! I don’t like to do it in front of other people. Not because I am ashamed for people to see me upset, but because I know that negativity is contagious and I don’t want to be the reason someone else’s mood gets brought down. I don’t really cry, not when it comes to my little pity parties, even though it’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to! I don’t scream into a pillow or throw things or break things. I don’t set stuff on fire or do a spell for the people that caused me to feel bad so that their toes grow together as webbed toes so they can’t wear flip flops. Although that is on the top of my list if I ever did…so if you suddenly can’t wear your summer sandals but you swim faster…better figure out what you did to piss me off!!

My pity parties will consist of me, probably a blanket, some soothing death metal, and deep breaths. This is also how I meditate, even though I really don’t meditate and maybe if this is how I think meditation goes I should look into it more. Anyway, I will just be mad. Or sad. Or pout. Or feel overwhelmed. Or dare I say feel pitiful. Because that is the origin of a pity party. It takes a lot to get me to feel upset. I usually try to brush off the negative things in life and keep going with my head held high. But lately I have been feeling every emotion like they are on steroids. Of course I guess that comes with the territory when life is changing so much around you. It causes you to see and feel things you might not want to. But you know what they say, when life hands you lemons, you make lemon meringue pie! I don’t like lemonade so you will never hear me say that’s what I would make. I do love pie…I might be adding something to my pity parties!

It is hard being an optimist in the world today. Not like back in the day! I mean living through wars, the great depression, plagues, Pompeii, the year 536, those were cake walks! Oh wait…I think I see a pattern here. There has never been an easy time to be human. Not thanks to that apple…which is why I prefer pie! But the thing that we all need to remember is that people have lived on this earth for thousands of years and gotten through awful times! When I sit and think about my problems, they are miniscule in comparison. I am healthy, I have 2 amazing children, I have the best family a girl could ask for and fantastic friends.

So why is it so hard to throw myself a pity party? Because I am constantly reminding myself of the wonderful life I have. Even after everything I have been through, am going through or will eventually have to live through, I have a pretty damn good life. So even though sometimes everything around me sucks, at least my feet are planted firmly on the ground and I am able to look up to the sky and see that bright beautiful sun, or gorgeous sparkling stars, or clouds squeezing out drops of rain. I know God knows what He is doing and the hardest thing sometimes is to remember that. But I do. Because sometimes you have to take a wrong turn to end up at the right place.

“I believe that everything happens for a reason. People change so that you can learn to let go, things go wrong so that you appreciate them when they’re right, you believe lies so you eventually learn to trust no one but yourself, and sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together”           -Marilyn Monroe