What a good night’s sleep and a good hair day can do
Regarding yesterday’s post, here’s what I am learning. When I am feeling super lame and lousy, I should ask myself the following questions:
• Have I gotten enough sleep? (Usually, if I am feeling terrible, the answer will be no. I am becoming more and more convinced that getting enough sleep should be my number one act of spiritual worship. Seriously.)
• Have I had enough caffeine? Have I had too much caffeine? (Caffeine is my drug of choice – two cups of coffee every morning. But when I miss those cups, or overdo it by drinking an ENTIRE POT, then I’m in trouble.)
• Am I eating the right things? (A meal of salty chips and queso, along with margaritas, does not constitute a well-balanced diet.)
• Am I exercising? (But. Guys. It’s just SO HOT here right now.)
And finally,
• Am I being overly sensitive?
Oooooh. Sensitive. Here’s the thing. Ever since I was a little girl, it has been pointed out to me that I am strong-willed. Stubborn. A perfectionist to the core. With a granite-like resolve, it’s hard to change my mind, or my behavior, or my beliefs. But every so often, something will strike a nerve, and I’ll have a meltdown. Contrary to my rock-solid façade, I can be thin-skinned.
It’s a good thing to be able to feel. The ability to feel allows me to experience empathy, and compassion, and joy. But to open myself up to the good inevitably means that I will occasionally experience what is at the opposite side of the spectrum: suckyness. The capacity to feel pain is actually a healthy thing; it’s a sign that my emotions are alive and well. The trick is to keep those emotions in check, and stop the downward spiral of negative self-talk before it gets out of hand.
Oprah, I’m available for your show anytime.
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Tonight, I am Kansas City bound. Tomorrow, I am 14-hours-in-a-Camry-with-my-family Colorado bound. I’m not sure when I’ll have the chance to post again. And given the fact that my mom called my weekend update videos “creepy,” I can’t promise that you’ll have another one on Monday. Then again, a Parsonspalooza Road Trip video might be in order… especially because this guy will be in the car.
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Gaaaaaaaaaaaaabe! I love him from afar.
And please don’t ever again tell me that chips, queso and margeritas aren’t a balanced diet. You’re shattering my world over here.
14 hours in a car with family AND a dog should be fodder for many upcoming blogs — unless, of course, your family reads this blog and thinks your videos are creepy! Happy trails….
is it creeping anybody else out that the ad link on THIS blog was for sleep deprivation assistance??
how.does.the.internet.know?
(I clicked it, btw)
Annie,
I loved your weekend video, but will patiently wait until your return if it pleases your mom.
If you are headed ‘home’, say “Hi” to the locals for me! ;)
Have Fun!!
~Diana
I think I have been misrepresented.
I thought Annie’s video was creepy because of the lighting and the fact that there was not another sound besides her voice. As if she was videoing from a cave underground. You all need to understand that in reality, I am Annie’s #1 blog fan.
mom
I had an entire week like that last week. As it turns out, it was hormonal. OHHHHHHH!!!!! That’s why I have hated myself, wanted to die, and have been irritated by my own thoughts and breath. Hmmmm… Funny how THAT works out.