Post-Pity Party

After writing about how upset I was with putting in all the effort I had a day where I had a bunch of stuff pre-scheduled. All of it was at my initiation (See KJB–I do try) and things went extraordinarily well. Noah and I ran around all day starting at 9:30 in the morning and not getting home until 1:30 in the morning. That is a flippin long day for us. We went from event to event. I started off the day with a major temper tantrum about stupid shit. In the midst of my temper tantrum I whacked my head on a wall and that managed to reset my mood completely. The throb demonstrated how truly ridiculous my whining was. We had a wonderful day and it was largely because I stayed upbeat and positive all day long. I really don’t want my method of self-help to become whacking my head against a wall but it was surprisingly effective.

And have I mentioned that my husband is amazingly hot? Thank you to the people who contributed to me having such a good day.

 

5 thoughts on “Post-Pity Party

  1. rbus

    that musta been a heck of a tantrum, there sister…

    i mean, i’ve thrown some amazing tantrums in my time
    but never even come close
    to whacking my head on the wall.

    that’s akin to an art.
    you should post videos of one, or something.

    jeeze.
    i suddenly feel so inadequate.
    tantrum-wise.

    an old joke:
    person 1 – i work in a tailor shop.
    person 2 – what do you do?
    person 1 – if somebody asks for a “perfect fit” i thrown one!

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    1. angelbob

      If it helps visualize, she was sitting down at the time, with her back to the wall.

      It *was* impressive, especially since our walls are thin, and resonate noticeably when you hit them.

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      1. rbus

        oh…
        the head toss to make a tantrum point move?

        i gived them up.
        knock yer brains out
        or strain yer neckical muskles.

        either is bad karma.

        now i raise my voice and wave my hands (carefully).

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  2. ditenebre

    Um, if I were giving advice (which I’m not – no, sirree – not me), I’d go with the mood-elevating potential of that hot husband of yours over headwhacking, any day.

    It was soooooo good to see you Saturday night. Thank you for making the trip up, and I’m glad you had a good time.

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