I am feeling very negative today. It’s not negative in that way that ruins your entire day, but more in that way that has you poking fun at things or rolling your eyes a bit too much. I don’t feel upset or angry. I’m just noticing things that I find annoying or icky or, as I shall call it, “grumping.” (Not to be confused with “bitching,” which is most certainly accompanied by negative feelings and a ruined day.)
I try to keep this a positive space, but I’m gonna give myself a pass today. Sometimes, a gal needs a pass.
(I’m linking up with Shell over at Pour Your Heart Out.) (Even though the link up doesn’t start until Tuesday.)
Reason to grump No. 1: I’m SO FREAKING CLOSE to 500 sales. I feel like I rush, rush, rushed up to that number, and the final few are being elusive little bastards. (Update: Um, scratch that. I scheduled this to post at 6 p.m., and by the time I walked in my apartment a half hour later, I had three more sales. Wheeeeee 501!!!)
It’s a stupid reason to grump because first, as I type this, I went from three sales away to two; and second, I never ever ever thought I’d get to 100 sales, let alone 500. As Mr. McCartney would say, Baby, I’m amazed.)
Reason to grump No. 2: I was just perusing an online shop (not an Etsy one) and found a ridiculously fabulous skirt. I hate buying clothes online because I’m an 8/10 that can range from small to extra large, depending on the brand/style of clothing. But this was a flowy skirt that, as long as the waist fit, the rest would fit. The item came with measurements, and I found that the large included a 29-inch waist. Come again?
Now, I’m by no means a dainty gal — there is quite a bit of junk in this trunk — but since I was in junior high, I’ve had a small waist. It’s not nearly as small as it was even four years ago, but still. Tiny. There is no way on God’s great earth I could wear a skirt with a 29-inch waist without muffin topping all over that bad boy. Tell me, on what planet is a 29-inch waist large?
It’s a stupid reason to grump because that’s why there are a million and one choices out there. Clearly, this is a bad choice for me.
Reason to grump No. 3: I’m confused by all the chambray love going on in the blog world. I look at a chambray shirt and see jeans for your chest. (For the uninitiated: Chambray is a material that is lightweight and yet looks suspiciously like denim.) Despite all the women who blog their chambray love being generally well-dressed and adorable, I’m still seeing this strange trend crop up, oh, everywhere. And despite the fact that I know these bloggers to have great taste, these bizarre shirts are often ill-fitting and unattractive.
Oh sure, I wear ugly things. I have this Donald Duck sundress that’s ridiculous that I absolutely love. I wear the crap out of it in summer, over bathing suits and on days when I’m playing bridesmaid (because of the way it ties, I can get my hair did and remove the dress without messing anything up … and yes, I’ve played bridesmaid enough in the past two years to have a designated “before the bridesmaid” dress ). But I would never put the sundress on and take pictures of myself telling you that this is something fashionable you could try.
It’s a stupid reason to grump because different strokes, Jac. Different strokes.
Reason to grump No. 4: My phone at work is possessed. Twice last week, I miraculously received a voice mail without the phone ever ringing. And twice today, over the course of 10 minutes, it happened again. I had my coworker call me, and I watched her dial and watched my phone stay silent and un-lit-up. So I called IT. An IT fellow came over, looked at my phone, pulled out his cell phone and called me. Of course (we all know where this is going), my phone rang. It’s been silent since then. I have no idea if I’m missing calls. Kind of important for a reporter who waits for sources to call her back.
It’s a stupid reason to grump because screw that, it’s a totally legit reason to grump.
What things have you grumping lately?