Seriously. Full-on pity party. Feeling bad that I don't have a job yet, feeling bad that we can't have a dog in this apartment, feeling bad that my coffee was getting cold and that iwastesomuchtime.com wasn't very funny this morning. Then I started feeling bad that my living room doesn't have enough windows, and that I wished it was pomegranate season already and that Sam doesn't come back from work until 4:30 which is six whole hours from now and I have to be by myself until then. It started to get really ridiculous when I felt sad that my legs were sore from sitting and pouting all morning, and that I had six dishes in the sink to do, and that I should probably vacuum this week. (I obviously have a hard life.)
Finally, it got so ridiculous, that the living room couldn't even hold my sadness anymore, so I had to move to the sunroom.... And then I felt sad in the sunroom because it was messy from the last time I was in there, as I hadn't cleaned it up yet, and that I keep losing to Lance from the Elite Four because his dragon Pokemon are better than mine.
So, here I am in, in the throes of depression, when I heard an acorn outside the sun room. I looked up, and this is what I saw:
Now, it's a little hard to sit around and keep telling yourself how much life sucks when this is the view outside your windows. Especially when the sun is shining, there is a nice breeze, it's a beautiful 65-70 degrees, AND twin fawns just walked through our backyard with their mom. (Of course they freaked out when I opened the door, so I didn't get a picture, but you get the point.)
I really couldn't stay inside, so I went and walked around my yard for awhile, looking at the grass, listening to the birds, smelling the air, and generally having happiness forced upon me by Mother Nature.
I mean, THIS IS WHAT THE SKY LOOKS LIKE TODAY! How can you be grumpy when the sky looks like this?!
After that, I had to do a little re-evaluating. Perhaps my life doesn't totally suck. For example:
I am currently without a job, but I do have two interviews coming up, and I'm almost done applying to grad school.
I do have six dishes to do, but half of them are mine, and Sam did the dishes yesterday.
I have to vacuum, but most of the cat-hair from the previous owner is gone.
Sam is gone during the day, but I get to spend my whole evening with my best friend and greatest husband ever.
My legs felt a whole lot better when I actually stood up and did something.
We can't have a dog, but Sam's parents are bringing our lizard Comango to Carbondale in two weeks.
PLUS I live somewhere where I can fish five minutes down the road, hike for miles, and have adorable animals walk through my backyard everyday.
When I look at it that way, I suppose I was being a little ridiculous this morning. Okay, okay. I was being completely absurd. It's so easy to get caught up in feeling sad. All I have to do is sit and make excuses for why everything is wrong, and I'm not required to make any changes. Sometimes, what I really need to do is just stand up, look around, and realize that the forecast is really good.
So yeah. Actually my life is pretty great. Thank you, tiny deer, for reminding me.
P.S. To be fair, I do keep losing to Lance in Pokemon, but I guess it's not that important :)