Inconsistent Crankiness

Well, the truth is, I have been pretty consistently cranky for the past couple of months, but in ways not suited for a public forum, or rather about things I can't really discuss here.

However, one of the things that has made me cranky recently is basically just a fount of irrational rage. Actually, I'm basically just a fount of irrational rage in general recently, as I recently started taking Depo shots and I am having a truly lovely reaction to that massive influx of hormones.

I have also made the decision, after 7 glorious years wearing the same glasses, to break down and get new ones, because while my prescription remains at a near constant, I have finally managed to put a scratch in the lense I can't avoid looking through, because it's right down the middle.

Shopping for new frames FLAT. OUT. SUCKED. I went to  six different stores and tried on at LEAST 100 pairs of glasses. I do not enjoy this! It is not fun for me!

Y'all, the current styles are not working for me. I have one tiny complication that makes them extra inconvenient. That big thick ear piece that everyone is so into right now? Pushes my hearing aids right off my ears and that sucks. That alone really eliminated a lot of frames for me. Plus, some of the cutest ones didn't have spring hinges. Now, if you are a glasses noob, you might not know this, but spring hinges are ESSENTIAL. You might let yourself get faked into believing otherwise, even if you are an old hand at wearing glasses, but you would be wrong. DO NOT BE DECEIVED.

So anyway, I went into LensCrafters, on the recommendation of a family member. They basically only carry designer frames now, apparently, and designer and quality are clearly no the same thing, regardless of the price tag. For another, customer service involves listening, folks. If you show me four pairs of glasses, and three of them don't match even my most basic requirements which I explained to you when we were getting started, don't then ditch me to go help someone else who you probably also won't listen to.

I then went to the other LensCrafters in town, hoping they might have some options the other place didn't. They had most of the same stuff, but more helpful people. When I mentioned the woman at the other store, they both knew exactly who I was talking about. So here's my question. If your company has an employee who is so incompetent that she can be recognized purely by that incompetence (and, ok, her affection for oversized jewelry, but still) , why is that person still working for your company? Just curious.

Anyway, I finally found a pair of frames that works for me, but my choices came down to retro librarian and old lady, basically. Retro librarian seems a bit literal seeing as how I am an actual librarian, but it was better than old lady, so there you go. Plus they have polka dots!  But man, that was the most hassle ever to get some glasses. And I still don't have them! I have to wait for my optometrist to get the lenses in.

I am revving up for NaBloPoMo so I am going to try to be posting more regular-like.

Letting go of Reverb10

Y'all. I think I'm breaking up with Reverb10. The prompts seems so generically "self-help book" that I just can't take it. Today's prompt is "Letting go: Let Go. What (or whom) did you let go of this year? Why?"

I didn't let go of anything. Well, I guess I got rid of some old clothes, sorted out some books...meeeeeh.

Here's what I've learned from Reverb10...that I have something new to be cranky about. Hah. Here is a tip: Not everything is a revelation to change your life. Not every moment is THE moment. Sometimes what changes your life is the accumulation of a year, not a bolt from out of the blue that you'll remember forever. Sometimes they thing to remember when you look back over a year is the small joys and the small sadnesses and the small triumphs that make a year, not huge peaks and deep valleys.

So I'm going to look for self-improvement and things to blog about besides reflecting and manifesting. 

The more things change...

I am so full of things to talk about today! First off, I actually posted every day in November, and thus successfully completed the NaBloPoMo,which is pretty cool! I decided to try and keep going so I am going to participate in something called Reverb10. Apparently, I am supposed to reflect on the year and manifest what's next. And there are writing prompts. Which I may not need, because y'all, I didn't even use half my cranky list. Maybe I can do both? You know I'll never run out of cranky, but it does get a little old sometimes (not often). We'll see how the Reverb program goes, because sometimes things that make me cranky are also things that are touchy feely and self-helpy. I guess I'm not manifesting a positive attitude about that.

Today's prompt tells me to find ONE WORD that sums up 2010. Suck it is two words, so I guess I'll go with patience, instead. This was a year when I needed patience, when I lost patience, when people tried my patience and (I'm sure) I tried other people's patience. I have prayed for patience many times this year, to the point where it's basically just a standing order. And frankly? Patience might be the word of the year for 2011, too. A lack of patience is definitely a besetting sin, for me. This could very well be why I am so cranky.

BUT

If I got two words to describe 2010. Those words would be SUCK IT. I am trying to embrace that as my philosophy. I am compelled to be a people pleaser. I want to be loved. I want to be someone that makes people happy. This is actually not so fancy a thing. Sometimes, that means you lose track of yourself in the process. And when those times roll around, it's time to tell the world to suck it. To embrace yourself, and do what you want rather than being manipulated by the expectations of others. If people don't like what you're reading? They can suck it. Do they think your musical taste sucks? They should suck it.

When someone says to you "Oh, you're so brave for cutting your hair like that, I could never do it." and you know that what they mean is "your haircut looks awful, but it's cute you don't realize it," tell them to suck it. Because if you love it and you're rocking it, who cares what those people thing? Love yourself, your look your life and tell the rest of the world to SUCK IT!