An honest post

I want to continue blogging nearly every day, but the thing that's hard about that is that not every day is good. Not every day is interesting or funny. Today, for example. I'm just going to be real with you: today was poo.

I couldn't sleep last night, so I was exhausted all day today. And because I was exhausted, everything seemed a bit harder and a bit worse. Instead of being single, I was going to die alone. I ate healthy all day yesterday but didn't lose weight? End of the world. And so on and so forth. Many examples of exaggerated reactions are coming to mind but to be honest, I don't feel like getting into it.

I didn't want to blog about it because I felt vulnerable. You know, when you put things out there, people often feel inclined to give advice, and sometimes the advice is the opposite of what you want to hear. I'm talking about the condescending advice - the advice that is really meant to chastise more than comfort or guide. Not that you guys would ever do that, don't get me wrong.

Have you guys seen Bob's Burgers? If not, you should. It's one of the funniest tv shows on right now. There was an episode recently where the teenage boy, Gene, somehow got stuck in a relationship with a girl he did not want to date, but he didn't want to hurt her by breaking up. The stress was really getting to him, and while talking about it with his sisters, he said, "My life is more difficult than anyone elses AND YES I'M INCLUDING STARVING CHILDREN SO DON'T ASK!"

That line stuck with me because on days like today I can relate. Luckily, the feeling rarely lasts long. Not for us certifiably sane people anyway (seriously, I have a certificate - don't you? Hm. I wonder about you sometimes.).

Little things bothered me a bit more than usual today. Like my fan for example. I keep a stand-up fan in my bedroom for both white noise and the cooling factor. Well, my bedroom was really hot (hence why I couldn't sleep last night), so I turned the fan up to "2" instead of the usual "1." Turns out 2 bugs the crap out of me. The fan is so much louder on 2. Louder and more aggressive. Like it's trying to prove something. I just want to yell at it, "Would you just calm down!?!" 

Lack of sleep, ya'll.

But I took a nap after a light dinner and felt more human again afterward. Some days the universe is just not working in your favor.

But there's always tomorrow, right?