Thank you everyone who commented on my previous post and cheered me up as a result of it. I think I have the post-holiday-blues and it stinks. It would be perfectly understandable to be in a black hole after two weeks of holidays or so. Not that it would make it more “okay”.
But I have been to work between Christmas and New Year’s Eve. It is just that we had guests over for the entire time and now I come home to a lonely house. Well as lonely as it gets with two loony cats that try to jump at you from behind the couch as you walk past.
I am sure that things will get back to normal pretty soon.
Since this post already started out on a rather downbeat note I might as well put a more or less philosophical question out there that’s been on my mind for a while now. Why is it that despite my upbeat and chirpy character I always consider the glass to be half-empty? Why am I always picturing the worst case scenario instead of embracing the whole thing and considering it a chance or a great opportunity? Beats me.
It seems I am always telling myself to assume the worst because then things can’t get worse (though knowing that life is a bitch this probably isn’t true) they can only get better and that is a good thing, right? My husband is so different in that regard. He is almost always positive. He thinks of everything as a challenge and can see a positive side in everything. Though I enjoy it and it helps me , it is sometimes equally annoying. Sometimes I depend on him for emotional support and am at loss when he actually experiences the effects of his optimism. Namely when things don’t turn out the way he wanted him too. It is incredibly hard for me to look at his sad face then and tell him that everything is going to be alright again.
So I hope to get rid of this “I gotta look at everything pessimistically so I won’t have to experience a disappointment” and embrace life. After all it is too short to worry too much.