Um… YEAH, I’m done for THUH DAY. Yeayuh. One day at a time has been working very well in my favor. I’m calling it a day. I’m just going to color, listen to Les Brown, read 15 pages of my current motivational speaker’s book and watch me some SHIELD (Marvel) on Netflix. That’s my reward. AND, of course, meditate.
Can I just tell you something? My landlord is a BITCH, with a capitol B. Triple underline that shit, meaning, capitalize that capitalized that letter. Don’t forget her husband, too. He’s another one. At his age, you’d think he’d have mastered some social skills or have some inspirational things to share. You know… like, stuff about life. He has twenty-something year old kids, grand kids, so he knows what it’s like to raise kids. So, I don’t understand why he’s so up-tight. It’s like he literally has corn up his ass. He has depression, but still. I have bipolar, and I have my mood swings, and add that with PMS, do you see me being a little bitch? Yeah, on wordpress, sure, but that’s a form of expression, but not in person—unless of course, you’re my closest friend or you’re My Honey. And, my landlord. She’s such a Bitch. I came home from work and I told her that I was tired and she asked my WHY. I’m like, wtf? I have depression AND I just drove almost 2 hours in traffic from work, and worked 9 hours without a lunch break. You’d think she would understand being that she has a husband that has depression. *shakes head* I don’t understand how she won an award for this group she volunteers for. She got some award for being generous—no, not donations, so it’s of service of something—community service, I think. And yeah, it can be challenging at times to deal with her when I have to see her ass, but it’s better than living with mommy and daddy. I get my independence and they don’t bother the shit out of me but just seeing her face makes me want to throw a snowball at it and smush snow in her face then shove her into her husband and shove them down a side of a garden somewhere, like where water pools at the edge of a garden? Irrigational side of a garden? I don’t know what it’s called. Yep. This is going to be a long ass blog. I’ve decided to mention them because I have finally had a GREAT DAY. After 2 straight days of misery and struggle through sadness and depression and literally suffering through the torture of working through hour by hour, moment by moment from the depression, I finally saw a rainbow. Like, literally. In fact, I saw two. And, that made me smile. Man, when it rains, it really pours and I mean this figuratively and literally. And, another, I enjoy my caffeine high when I am well rested, have food in my stomach and just not PMS’ng anymore. It just adds a bounce to my pip-and-a-pop. So, to see their miserable, old, grumpy faces can really dampen my mood. Don’t worry, I won’t let their energy get me down. I’m too happy and in love to have them destroy my groove. That’s why I write my feelings down.
Okay, now that I’m full… I’m over it. Looking forward to my Mandalas.
And remember… do not react. Go beyond… and RISE.
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