Brunt the Bunt

Where did I get those words?

Just inside my head.

I was having an emotional overturn with whatsoever S.A.D. I might be having at present, that I felt that hey, I think this is not the right state of mind I should have on a Monday. Monday should ooze with positiveness that I might carry on till the end of the week . So, I'm working up this real doggy-style smile to make me feel light and happy and not my grouchy self-with-all-the-laundry-I-can-put-inside-the-washer...toink, toink.

Still to mention is my ever sleepy head not because I slept @_@ late but because I feel sleepy with the women thing (why do women, or is it just me?, feel so sloppy when they have their monthly visits-red-tide-whatever). Got to load up some iron and bust anemia before they started making my hands and feet cold.

Thinking...

I remember my Friday meme, Good Only Fridays, I think I do want to think good-only-the rest-of-the week-months-years. Optimism gets you somewhere. Although at times I want to rant (seething-irritation-type of rant ) about how somebody can be a nobody as I like to sometimes just spat some good sense on his face and see his errs (I'm n0t talking about my hubby) but that would be mean defeating my good sense purpose of optimism.

Oh well. I have this day. Got to load another batch of that laundry.