I figured it out, my darlings, I figured it out.
I don't know if you've noticed, but I've been a little out of it lately. Uninspired, grumbly, tired, irritable, no zeal, no zest, no nothin'. I haven't wanted to write this blog, and that hasn't happened in the whole TWO YEARS I've been doing this. Those last few blog posts were dragged out of me by sheer duty to y'all and fear of losing you, and I started to wonder, Is this it? Am I done? Do I actually have nothing more to say? The very idea that I will ever be quiet is ludicrous. My yap is a force of nature bigger than myself, and I will never shut up. Even if I'm boring your to tears, even if you've heard this one before, I always have something to go on and on about without the use of commas or personal filters.
So the other day, I'm hanging with one of my homeys, and all I wanted to do is go home and sit on my sofa and cry, and I figured out whats been afflicting me:
The pharmacy changed my birth control pills and sent me generic! You wouldn't think that a little, blue, low dose pill could reek this much havoc, but mine is a delicate system, all kept in balance by these little honeys, and 18 days of the wrong thing sent me spiraling downward! I haven't taken a pill since Thursday, and, man, I am a whole new woman! Or, at least, I'm the woman I was a few weeks ago. If I was a whole new woman, I would have picked the model that likes to exercise and has smaller feet.
Its great to be back, people! I am awake! I am smiling! I am engaged with humanity! I'm doing laundry, and going grocery shopping, and it doesn't suck as much as it did last week! And I wanted to write again, which is truly a relief. I've never had a hobby that has stuck until this blog, and I was really afraid that the well was dry. But its not! Halle - freakin - lujah!
Okay so here's the thing. I keep saying "Have a good one!" to people. Bagger at the grocery store: "Have a good one!" Mailman: "Have a good one!" Daughter: "Have a good one!" Every time it comes out of my mouth I cringe. My mother used to say this to me as I was leaving for school in a sad attempt to be cool, and now I'm saying it.
Today I actually said, "Have a great one!" Must be another effect of the wrong pills; last week I wanted you to have a merely good one, this week I want you to have a GREAT one. I have to stop, but it keeps flying out of my face! What is a good substitute? I don't want to say "Have a nice day." It just sounds snarky. So what? I actually mean it when I tell the bank teller to Have a good one. I'm a nice person. I'm sincere. I sincerely want her to have a good one. A good what, though? Day? Lunch? Commute? Nooner?
I am accepting recommendations. Have a good one.