Eyeore vs. Pooh

Lately I’ve been feeling bleh.

I am not looking forward to SAD season(which, dammit, gets me every year).
(I am especially not looking forward to SAD season plus pregnancy hormones.)

I’ve been in a major shutter slump.
The pictures I take have been ok,
but I’m just not picking up the camera.

I haven’t been able to focus.
And my patience?
Well, it’s virtually non-existent.

I find myself fussing at the children for stupid stuff.
And being annoyed with Marshall over really insignificant crap.

I know it, and yet I can’t seem to stop it.
And I really, really hate that.

As I was talking to a friend recently, I listened to myself…
And I realized I’m sounding a bit Eyeore-ish.
Bleh.
Bleh. Bleh. Bleh.
Nobody wants to hang out with Eyeore.

And so I’m trying, really trying to be more like Pooh.
Oh, who doesn’t love Pooh Bear?

All he needs is a little honey and some time with friends and he’s happy.

Even when he’s a little black rain cloud, he’s happy.
Even when he messes up and gets everything wrong,
Or (more accurately) doesn’t get everything right,
He’s still singing a happy tune.

So Daylight Savings, you can…well…you can¬†(fill in the blank with¬†obscenities).
Nobody likes a 6pm sunset.

And SAD?
I don’t want you.
I don’t need you.
You aren’t welcome here.

3 Responses to Eyeore vs. Pooh
  1. punkinmama
    November 1, 2010 | 11:20 am

    Ugh, am right there with you.
    Have been talking about similar stuff with a new-ish friend. And just speaking it out loud has already done wonders. Not that I’ve turned into a perfect mom who doesn’t fuss over dumb stuff, but hopefully, each day will get better.

    Here’s hoping for a sunny winter that lasts only a short while…

  2. Gramama
    November 1, 2010 | 7:56 pm

    I LOVE fall/winter…..lots of flannel pjs, hot coffee or cocoa or cider, cuddling under the warm covers with your love or children or dog, watching flames in the fireplace, listening to Christmas music long before Dec. 25, remembering many special people and times together, reading the story of Jesus’ birth for the 100th time, making cookies……just to name a few. I love you! (((many hugs)))

  3. domestic extraordinaire
    November 4, 2010 | 7:25 pm

    I get this so much and its times like this weekend when I wish I lived in AZ as they don’t do daylight savings time.