Sunday, July 8, 2012

MAD SO MAD

ME AM SO MAD.

SO MAD ME AM FUMING.

SO MAD ME AM SPUTTERING AND SPITTING.

SO MAD ME HAVE FORGOTTEN BASIC RULES OF GRAMMAR.

SO MAD ME HAVE HIT SHIFT KEY SO HARD THAT IT AM WEDGED DOWN THROUGH THE KEYBOARD AND INTO THE DESK.

MADDER THAN A BOX OF FROGS.

MADDER THAN A ONE-LEGGED WAITRESS AT IHOP.

MADDER THAN A GUM TREE FULL OF GALAHS (THAT’S FOR MY AUSSIE POSSE…WHATUP, AMERICANS OF THE SOUTHERN HEMISPHERE!).

MAD THAT I SQUANDERED SO MANY YEARS SOFT IN THE HEAD AND MUSHY IN THE MIDDLE.

ANGRY THAT I RISKED MY HEALTH AND WELL-BEING BY BEING STUPID AND WEAK-WILLED, FALLING INTO WHAT WAS FAST AND EASY, AND IGNORING ALL THE THINGS THAT I KNEW AT THE TIME WERE HUGELY IMPORTANT.

FURIOUS THAT MY LACK OF GUTS LEAD TO A LOAD OF GUTS.

I’M MAD, MAD, MAD.

“What are you so mad about?” asked my wife Anita, carrying a bundle of old board games under her arm.

“WHAT?”

“You’re sitting there gritting your teeth and pounding on the keyboard,” she said. “And what have you done to the “shift” key?”

“NOTHING.”

“Let me guess: you’re sitting there being angry because you didn’t lose this weight five, ten, twenty years ago, right?”

“MAYbe,” I said.

“Look honey,” she smiled. “You just gotta realize stressing about the past isn’t important, necessary or good for you. You need to let go of all those unhealthy emotions just like I’m letting go of all these board games that have been cluttering up the hall closet.”

“You’re throwing away ‘Trouble’?” I asked incredulously.

“Well, somebody busted the Pop-O-Matic bubble…”

“Pisa and I needed the die out of there for another game,” I explained. “I think I can fix it if I can find another die… and figure out some way to make a clear plastic bubble… waitaminute. You’re chunking MOUSETRAP!?!”

“I’ll tell you what,” she said opening the box. “If you can build a mousetrap out of this plastic boot, six marbles, some pick-up stix, two toy penguins, a Monopoly car, three checkers and half a deck of cards, we’ll keep it.”

“I couldn’t make a mousetrap when the game was brand new,” I admitted sheepishly “Whoa, Pisa’s gonna be mad that you’re throwing away ‘Pretty Pretty Princesses’.”

“You’re the one that liked ‘Pretty Pretty Princesses’!” exclaimed Anita.

“It always made me feel so pretty.”

Anita rolled her eyes, shook her head and hauled her armload out to the curb.

Maybe she was right. Maybe what's important is not clinging to the failures of the past, but embrace the challenges of the future. That I continue to be there for the people who continue to be there for me. Let go of the anger, and forgive myself for my own shortcomings while not forgetting so that it won’t happen again.

You can't change your past, so there's no reason to be mad about it.

I may not be able to build a mousetrap, but I suspect I can build a bridge.

Build a bridge and get over it.


THE DAILY SCALEY
I'm running out of clever things to say. No wait... 
I thought of one... give a man a match, and he'll be warm for a minute,
 but set him on fire, and he'll be warm for the rest of his life.

11 comments:

  1. I don't like the mad face. I like the smiley face better.
    Are you scale obsessing? Do the right things and the weight will come off - you know this! The scale is only one measure of success. Can you ditch it for 7 days and focus on the eat less move more part of your plan that actually works? Let the scale miss you - maybe it will be nicer when you come back :)

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  2. I'm being followed by a nose shadow
    Nose shadow nose shadow
    Leaping and hopping on a nose shadow

    -- weird, why is this song on my mind?

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  3. Sometimes we have to get mad to get moving.

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  4. LOVE this post.. AND YES, forget about the mistakes & what happened yesterday.. don't dwell on it.. just keep moving forward & never give up! :-)

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  5. Since when are boxed frogs mad? ;-)

    Anyway, you're right: there's no sense in being mad about things that have come and gone. There is truth in the concept that we can choose how we feel/react.

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  6. GET THE RAGE ON THE PAGE JACK!!!! (Just dont forget too much elevated cortisol too often hinders fatty acid release ,,,,and may get the wife annoyed) LOL

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  7. While the past may anger us, it also motivates us to become more than what we were. The past is nothing more than a learning experiance for future days. :D Keep up the sh*t. Lol. :D

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  8. madder than boxed frogs...that IS mad! I can tell you from experience....

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  9. MADDER THAN A ONE-LEGGED WAITRESS AT IHOP

    This is sooooo wrong ... funny but wrong!

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  10. Are the dogs laughing or panting? I love how your wife is so talented at distracting/redirecting you, so sneaky we wives are!

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