A Stick in the Eye

I swear I was ready to do a positive blog post.  I was going to come in here and wow your socks off (that’s right, your socks) with my positivity.  You would be delighted and amazed, much like spectators at the circus.

But instead you’ll have to deal with the drivel of an irritated woman.

See, it seems lately that I have to get pissed at shit because shit ain’t right (trademarked Kimism, circa 2001).  It’s not that I’m complaining, it’s that I’m responding to negative stimuli that just keep flying at me like bugs to a car windshield.

Case in freaking point:  Rocky the Dog has to have unexpected and costly surgery.  I get pissed because that shit ain’t right…especially considering the fact that he had an evasive and even costlier surgery in May. But then I get accustomed to that fact and learn to live with it.  C’est la vie.

Then…

…I go to the endocrinologist (I told you I have many medical ailments, right?  Perfectly Cursed Body ring any bells?) and basically my body has appeared to go apeshit on me.  My thyroid is possibly enlarged, my blood sugar is elevated and, basically, I’m a mess.

See why I can’t stop being pessimistic?

And this is just today’s mini-fit.  I’ll get used to it tomorrow and sure enough something else will come along to bring me back to the point I’m at now.  Some item will break, someone will have a crisis, or something will just go generally haywire and we’ll be back to square one.

So what’s a girl to do?

I used to think that changing my methods might give me some peace.  Think my own little cockamamie version of “The Secret”…you know, positive thinking and whatnot.  I’d put on a veil of “C’est la vie” and “Que Serra Serra” and sing myself into a better state of being…

…only it didn’t work.  The reality is that shit happens.  The world can be a great place, but it can also be a really shitty one.  You just have to learn to take the shit with the good and make something out of it that resembles a decent life.  Thinking positive when faced with the shitty part of life is only going to land you in a mental ward like Lloyd Braun. (If you get that reference, give yourself ten cool points.)  Serenity now…insanity later.

No matter what comes my way I’ll take it as I see it.  I was right eight years ago when I told someone the original Kimism–”You gotta get pissed at shit because shit ain’t right.”  Stands true today and it’ll be true tomorrow.  It’s like “The Secret” for those of us who live in the real world.

You take it as it comes and roll with what you’ve got.  As Mom told me earlier this week…it’s better than a stick in the eye.

True. Dat.