Have you ever known someone who was so danged upbeat and happy all the time that you just wanted to kick them out the window?
I know someone like that here at work. He really IS a nice guy, and I would never tell him how I feel about his eternal cheeriness, but sometimes it seems that I run into him whenever I just DO NOT feel like trying to be happy. Or perhaps I run into him when the Universe decides it wants to mess with me, like today. I had a really bad night last night, tossing and turning in a bed that was overly warm and full of cats, poking Martin to make him stop snoring, and worrying about money and dealing with my mom's stuff. Things were a bit rough in the morning, but I watched another episode of 'Dark Shadows' at lunch and was feeling better. Went into the lunchroom, and there he was. Now, I admit that no one twisted my arm to stop and chat with him, so it was my own fault, really. But I was trying to feel a bit more upbeat, so I figured, what the heck, maybe it will help. It didn't. And as he was basically telling me how the world is full of puppy cats* and rainbows if we really look for them, I just wanted to turn into a bat and flap away with a crash of thunder and lightning into the darkness. After I strangled him with my bare claws.
Now I'm sitting here feeling mean and grumpy, so I figured I would share the love and (hopefully) push some of the guilt onto all of you.
Isn't that nice of me?
*And I just found out that there IS something called a Puppycat, and there are rainbows all over the page. Gaaaakk... You can find it here (if you REALLY want to).