Tuesday, November 20, 2012

My Thanksgiving - Not Thanksgiving - Post

I feel like Thanksgiving has taken over the world.

Granted - it's in two days. Therefore, it should be taking over. Or at least it's been taking over my Facebook. (I don't think corporate America has gotten the memo that Thanksgiving happens BEFORE Christmas.) Every single day my timeline has been flooded with the daily statuses of thanks. Which is a good thing. It's been awesome to see people appreciating all that they have. I started to do this by linking up every week with my friend Rachel on her blog Life In the Moment.

That lasted about a week.

The truth is, I've been a brat. 

I know I have a lot to be thankful for this season. I have a wonderful family, a job, a roof over my head, food on the table (even if it is just mac and cheese sometimes), clothes on my back, fantastic friends, supportive co-workers, the best dog ever, etc. But to be honest I haven't been in a very thankful mood lately. 

There really is no explanation for it, other than I'm a brat. 

When it comes to Thanksgiving, I feel like I'm that annoying kid at the end of the school year who only shows up to class because their parents are forcing them to. 

I leave for Chicago in 16 hours. Not that I'm counting or anything.

All I can think about is how I'm going to be in Chicago, I'll see my family, eat turkey, hang out with some old friends I haven't seen in awhile, see Les Miserables at the Cadillac Palace Theatre, and basically... not be in Missouri.

Even then, I start to complain about how I have to drive six hours up there and how it's a major cut into my NaNoWriMo writing time. 

(Which even that I've been having a hard time focusing. I'm 2,032 words behind by the way. Although I am beginning to get out of my bad writing rut I've been in for the past week or so.) 

I'm just so... so... over it.

How they wrote my name on my cup at Starbucks one day.
I don't even know what that means. What is the "it" that I'm over? No idea. But I'm over it. 

Maybe the six hour drive home will help me to figure out what's going on in my crazy head as to why I've had such an attitude problem lately. Which could be the solution. Driving through Illinois is incredibly boring and all there really is to do is sleep.

Maybe I just need more sleep.

In the meantime, I need to muddle through my last day at work before "Thanksgiving Break" (if you even call it that anymore once you've been out of school for about four years), pack, and get some writing done.

Is anyone else feeling like a brat lately?

At least I have a Starbucks date in an hour and a half. Yay! Coffee makes everything better.


  1. I for one don't think you've been a brat....

  2. I can understand being "over it." Sometimes...life is just weird. And nothing appeals to you, in any way. It sucks, but it happens. I hope you are able to find some things to be truly happy about soon though<3

  3. Well, you know me. My brattiness staved off until yesterday in church. And when the pastor tried to turn Thanksgiving around, saying how we have all of these gifts that we don't even realize, how we have air and noses and lungs... and all I could think about is what I feel I don't have. And that is super bratty. Especially in church. And this is the time of year when I tend to give into those thoughts faster, and loose sight of what is true. When wishes and memories all get tangled up together, and I wind up being a brat because it's better than being "sad girl."


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