I've been getting entirely too angry and disappointed lately. I think I need to redefine a few basic things. I think for a while now that I have been a bit like Angel during the fourth season, when they did that spell to make him become Angelus and he needed to have all of his ducks in a row to be happy. Remember that? At one time all he needed was Buffy, but the second time around he needed a lot more (to fix his relationship with Connor and Wesley, "love" with Cordelia, saving the world). Anyway, I think I have been expecting a little too much so when things like this friggin' pool or my stupid-ass town don't go right I get really REALLY annoyed.
I am hereby lowering my standards. I am redefining happiness to be the lack of negativity, rather than needing certain requirements to be met (i.e. perfection).
Futhermore:
Any day in which nobody dies is a good day.
Any day in which I eat 3 meals is a good day.
Any day in which SkyWalker poops BEFORE bedtime is a REALLY good day.
Any day in which the Princess climbs on me and gives me a little kiss is a good day.
Any day in which SkyWalker looks at his sister and says "What a pretty baby" and gives her a kiss is a good day.
Any day in which the three of us laugh at each other more than yell is a good day.
Therefore today was a good day. (But not REALLY good, because of the after-bedtime pooping. At least it was in the potty though.)
And with that I am going to speed around the house in the next 10 minutes and clean up the ginormous mess they made so that I can watch my "girlie" movie (defined as ANY that Vader does not want to see).
