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Checking out of Self-Pity land.
Jan. 4th, 2007 12:55 pmLordie, I have been Whiner McWhiney for the past couple of days (even more than usual. HA! Beat you all to the punch! Hmmmmm… could I join the cast of Grey’s Anatomy as McWhiney? If so, could I then have scrub room sex with McSteamy and McDreamy? Hmmmmm….)
Yesterday afternoon, I hit a wall. After spending the morning having a near screaming match with another department, I realized that my attitude and frustration were combining to work against me. And unless I could combat my own funk, I would not break free of this current mental state of defeat. So, after a nice walk home in the beautiful cool and sunny SoCal air, I realized that the biggest obstacle to feeling better was… me.
Ultimately, life is too short to get so frustrated. The process ain’t perfect. Other people ain’t perfect. I certainly ain’t perfect. So, in keeping with my New Year’s resolution, it is time to reduce the stress-load and not expect perfection of any of the above.
And thus, my mood began to improve.
Last night, I met with the rest of the 12th Knight posse’ to do the site visit. While still feeling a bit fatigued, I am getting excited about the event. The site is really nice, and I am working with THE best crew ever. In many ways, the event runs itself. Court is court. People will mill about looking at the merchants. The scriptorium is self-sufficient. The displays will be incredible. The feast will be outstanding. And I am looking forward to the ball. I am currently tek-naw-lo-gee challenged (what ELSE is new?) in trying to convince the computer to burn a disc that will play in a boom-box, but I have tonight and tomorrow to figure it out.
Life is good.
Yesterday afternoon, I hit a wall. After spending the morning having a near screaming match with another department, I realized that my attitude and frustration were combining to work against me. And unless I could combat my own funk, I would not break free of this current mental state of defeat. So, after a nice walk home in the beautiful cool and sunny SoCal air, I realized that the biggest obstacle to feeling better was… me.
Ultimately, life is too short to get so frustrated. The process ain’t perfect. Other people ain’t perfect. I certainly ain’t perfect. So, in keeping with my New Year’s resolution, it is time to reduce the stress-load and not expect perfection of any of the above.
And thus, my mood began to improve.
Last night, I met with the rest of the 12th Knight posse’ to do the site visit. While still feeling a bit fatigued, I am getting excited about the event. The site is really nice, and I am working with THE best crew ever. In many ways, the event runs itself. Court is court. People will mill about looking at the merchants. The scriptorium is self-sufficient. The displays will be incredible. The feast will be outstanding. And I am looking forward to the ball. I am currently tek-naw-lo-gee challenged (what ELSE is new?) in trying to convince the computer to burn a disc that will play in a boom-box, but I have tonight and tomorrow to figure it out.
Life is good.
