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It was like I was possessed, or had a demon temporarily (I hope) living inside me. It was sort of satisfying in its completeness. I was completely grumpy. Crabby. Irritable. Bad Mood Central. Giving off bad vibes (I'm sure). A Very Bad Bad Bad Mood.
I could make some guesses, I suppose, as to the origin of this incredibly bad mood, but instead I will just admire it for its audacity. I rather like a really good bad mood every now and again. I find that actually it helps me see clearly (sometimes). For instance: I could see, very clearly, during a meeting today, that what we were talking about was a complete moot point. This thing, which we were talking about, was never going to happen. Usually, you know, you try to sort of go along with things, make the road smoother, do what Needs To Be Done. But today? That little demon inside was having none of it. "This is baloney," it said (to itself, thankfully).
See? Kind of satisfying.
I got an offer to have another babysitting client. I don't think I want another babysitting client, actually. I think I would rather make my silly graphic design website, which is incredibly difficult for some reason. I thank my bad mood for pointing this out to me: I have plenty of kids now, thank you. No need for more. I like the ones I (occasionally) see and that's good enough. I would do better spending my time charging far more, for graphic design.
I could make some guesses, I suppose, as to the origin of this incredibly bad mood, but instead I will just admire it for its audacity. I rather like a really good bad mood every now and again. I find that actually it helps me see clearly (sometimes). For instance: I could see, very clearly, during a meeting today, that what we were talking about was a complete moot point. This thing, which we were talking about, was never going to happen. Usually, you know, you try to sort of go along with things, make the road smoother, do what Needs To Be Done. But today? That little demon inside was having none of it. "This is baloney," it said (to itself, thankfully).
See? Kind of satisfying.
I got an offer to have another babysitting client. I don't think I want another babysitting client, actually. I think I would rather make my silly graphic design website, which is incredibly difficult for some reason. I thank my bad mood for pointing this out to me: I have plenty of kids now, thank you. No need for more. I like the ones I (occasionally) see and that's good enough. I would do better spending my time charging far more, for graphic design.
I really needed to be home tonight, for a variety of reasons. Instead, I am at someone else's house, taking care of their (very cute) kid. My bad mood clearly points out: You needed to be home. Do what you need to do to be home more.
Got it.
Every once in awhile, bad moods are actually quite constructive. I'm feeling better now, but I'd really really like to be home. Where I need to be.
Got it.
Every once in awhile, bad moods are actually quite constructive. I'm feeling better now, but I'd really really like to be home. Where I need to be.
5 comments:
Maybe it was one of my demons. They mean well, honestly. (The calmness with which you describe your bad mood makes me think Belphagor as opposed to Vasily...Vasily's more like me, quick to flip out. ;) Belphagor will just stare at you quietly and then calmly beat the tar out of you when the opportunity presents itself.)
But it's always good to listen to yourself when possessed by an impressive mood.
Your superpower is CLEARLY your ability to contain the surly raging monster, because if you weren't SAYING it directly to me... I would not even sense your bad woo woo vibes.
Do you need any help with the website? Lemme know. Despite the fantastic stage shows, making money while sitting IN YOUR BED, has a certain appeal, no?
xo,
your lab partner
Someday I would like to be in an audacious bad mood, sitting in a meeting and actually say out loud, this is baloney. Unfortunately my bad moods are rarely audacious but more of the silent, sullen, seething kind.
Betty: Bel can come hang out with me ANYTIME. Um, that would be AWESOME.
Lab Partner: Hmm. Dang. My immense bad mood power seems to be... kind of a pipsqueak. Oh well. Website: I'm going to tackle it this weekend. If I can't figure it out, maybe we can take a look next week. Thanks!
Stef: well, as my lab partner (aka coworker) above points out, clearly my bad mood is not very audacious. It's sort of a secret. Apparently. still, I like to think that given JUST THE RIGHT CIRCUMSTANCES, all hell would have broken loose with full-on baloney-identifying. :)
We've all been there....Bad moods, not being in the "right" place. Sometimes it's really hard to shake it. Maybe tomorrow will be better. Hang in there.
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