I'm having an Eeyore kind of day. You know the kind I mean. You drag your feet, your shoulders sag. Your eyes narrow. You sigh with every word you speak and absolutely everything is a chore. Sometimes I like being Eeyore. And today's one of them. Today I will stay in my pj's and slippers, and, if motivated enough, I will shower and put on clean pj's.And I will sigh, lots. Heavy, soulful sighs, that feel so good.
The fact that I have the house to myself helps. My family doesn't like to see me having an Eeyore day. It worries them.
Eeoyre days for me are a necessity.These are these days when I willing give up all premise of optimism. I will flood myself with every woe of the world, every stupidity committed, the unfairness. Today I will wallow through it all. These are the days when I think, "if it's simple, why isn't it easy?"
I try to live my life with some simple rules:
(from: The 4 Agreements)
Be impeccable with your word.
Don't take things personally.
Don't make assumptions.
Always do your best.
Although these things sound simple, they are not easy. And today I'm bowing out. Except for the last one.
Today I will be the best Eeyore I can possibly be.
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Here we're different. If by Eyore you're referring to the depressed little donkey...yes I have days like that, but I prefer to sleep through them. I can't stand being depressed. "Stress Debriefing Sessions" (shooting up about 4 or 5 hundred rounds of ammunition at the range) usually cheers me right the heck up.
we were both wrong in the spelling i checked i just woke up i can fret in my sleep
your little green guy is one of things that's buggin me today. does he have to be so damn perky?
Oh yeah, man. I totally agree, dude. I've thought that time and time again....my gaydar goes off big time when piglet opens his sissy little mouth. And pink leotard....what's up with that? Don't get me started on that knee sock wearin' Christopher Robin. Tigger was OK, but he hung out with some seriously sissy little creatures.
Hope, Green guy's name is "Marvin." We shall refer to the little martian by his proper name from now on, thank you very much. And if it helps you, he's not cheerful. He's "very very angry"...huff, huff, huff...very angry indeed...huff, huff". See the ray gun? Dude means business.
ok you 2. stop trying to make me laugh. I am absolutely committed to this eeyore thing.
I like the description of an Eeyore kind of day. I understand it completely. The biggest thing that tends to bug me on days like that is music. I know I'm having trouble if my favorite music now annoys me. I hope you are feeling better. I like your choice in your change of inuksuk. Has the hips of a woman, and doesn't look like a transformer at all.
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