Fat Mogul vs. the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day

Alexander-and-the-No-Good-imageAlright, so the title of this post is a little misleading.  I mean, my day wasn’t exactly the worst day ever by any means.  In fact, Alexander himself would probably scoff at the idea that my day could even compare to his…although his was endlessly more amusing than mine.

To get it out of the way, my day involved things like having a son (not the new one) who decided not to sleep at all the night before, returning to the real job, getting verification that I was overlooked for the promotion I should have gotten, complete and utter failures in attempting to finish the stupid bathroom fixing I’ve been working on for forever, still not finding the time to write, spending time on that stupid bathroom instead of hanging out with the childrens, and having an overly fussy new kid who just couldn’t be consolable.

All in all, it’s probably what could be considered a fairly normal day for an adult human being…which is pretty depressing.

Sure, there are a few extra items in there that might be outside the norm, but as usual, it was a day of fighting to the finish line…just one that didn’t involve very many successes.

But I’m not here to actually talk about the bad day.  I’m over it (mostly).  Life involves many bad days, and I’ve found that if I allow myself to dwell on them, I have the nasty habit of spiraling out of control into a self-pitying cycle of stupidity.

Because, you see, my life is still pretty awesome, even when those terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days come about.  Sure, my hopes and dreams may not have all been fulfilled, but I’ve got an amazing family, a house over my head, and am able to provide for well above the needs of myself and my family.  I’m blessed.  And I realize that.

Of course, when those terrible days come about, that’s not really what you’re thinking about. At least, that’s not what I’m thinking about.  What I’m thinking, generally, is “Why in the hell can nothing go right for me today?”  Those days that come about where no matter what you do, you seem to just fail, even if it’s something as simple as attaching two things together.  Heck, yesterday, I had things break that I’m still not entirely certain how they broke.  It was a day where no matter what I touched, it just wasn’t going to be good.

Call it what you want, God testing me, karmic retribution, the wrath of Yahweh, simply put, yesterday was not intended to be my day of satisfaction.

And that’s where my cure for such days begin.  Although you want to make sure to keep from ever uttering the phrase, “it couldn’t get any worse”, terrible days like these allow for brighter days to come.  Sure, those bright days might not always be the next one.  A quick look around the world at any given moment show that many people have terrible horrible no good very bad days that last lifetimes…or end them.  But the human condition is built around the idea of hope.  And where else does hope come from but terrible days?  Today may be terrible, but tomorrow might not be.  In fact, tomorrow might be the best day of your life.

But, hope is only a portion of the puzzle.  You see, hope shouldn’t be something we rely on.  It should be a force of motivation.  We hope that tomorrow will be better because we will work hard to make it better.  Of course, on days where everything you touch seems to fall apart, it may be hard to think that anything you do could ever make anything better.  I get it.  I’ve been there way too many times in the past.

I was there yesterday 😉

I was actually there the day before as well.

In fact, sometimes I get into that spot for so long, I’m not quite sure I’ll ever figure out how I’ll dig myself out.

Until I realize that the only way to dig out is to actually start digging.

Yesterday may have been terrible, and I may have needed to finally just give up (especially when the toilet started leaking water from places that shouldn’t leak water…).  Today is my opportunity to start anew.

I’m not saying that I’m suddenly this new chipper version of myself who feels as though nothing can take me down.  What I am saying is that I’m ready to fight.  I will fight.  Terrible days are no good.  Perhaps I’m due a few more.  I aim to keep them from happening.

And if another happens, I’ll just try again tomorrow.

Here’s to a great day.

Have a great one!

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