Semi-Daily Scribbles

It’s a difficult thing to fall in love with a Monday morning. Pity, really. It has been a good long while since I felt the Sunday Blues and the Monday Moans (& Groans.) But now that they’ve made their presence known, I must deal with them decisively. It’s all in my attitude, right? I can only change my perception of the events unfolding around me, not the actual events themselves…??? Is following your bliss really all about courage and blind faith and letting go fully to the will of the Universe? Or is all of that just clever marketing that plays to the emotions of desk jockeys the world over?

“Hey! Buy my book-DVD-diet plan-lecture series that will unlock your hidden potential and have you saying buh-bye to Mr. Time Clock forever!”

I’m probably giving myself a headache over a whole lot of nothing. For one thing, I am finding it easier to shift into autopilot once I’m planted in front of my work computer. See? That’s a useful coping mechanism. Plus, I’m surrounded by lots of ambivalent people. Strength in numbers! No one likes feeling left out of the crowd (though sometimes Misery prefers being left alone.) So, for now, I’ll have another cup of coffee and slap myself about the head. If all I’m looking to do is get through the day, so be it. I have an active imagination (and an iPhone to play with!) when I need to distract myself from spreadsheets, databases, and grumpy emails. If simply typing out this blog entry is the most satisfying thing I do today, I’ll take it. And be glad for it.