Today is a good day. I feel more or less normal. I spent the whole morning fangirling out because an author of a fabulous book tweeted about my blog. My hair looks really good and doesn’t really do that curling out at the ends thing that it usually does. I have a cool new pair of earrings that I only paid 2 dollars for and they look pretty adorable on me. My friend has a Christmas show tonight that I am going to and looking forward to.

Today I am not really worrying about anything health related. It’s really nice to have some days where I spend my time worrying about the little things that really don’t matter. Some of my worries today are:

1. Is it socially acceptable to wear that black pencil skirt again today. Will people notice? Will people judge? Will people care?

2. What is a good time and place to wear my cat sweater that says “Cattitude” on it? Can I wear it to a coffee shop? Should I just wear it around the house? Can I pair it with some cute boots and leggings and wear it to a bar?

3. Should I hang up the mounds of clothes that litter my bedroom floor?

4. Should I wash the dishes so that I have a bowl to put my ice cream in or should I just use a mug for said ice cream?

5. What sort of chocolate will I get in my advent calendar today? Spoiler alert: it was a chocolate that looks like a gift box.

6. When will BuzzFeed update their “Cute” section? I need more corgis and cats in my life.

As you can tell, if you could read all of that between all of your eye rolling, my life is just saturated in first world problems. So I happen to have an illness and that is a legitimate problem that people can’t say “#firstworldproblems” when I talk about or I will punch them in the nose, but aside from that, my life is just first world problem after first world problem. I don’t have a lot of things to complain about. And being that the Christmas holidays are upon us I find myself reflecting on my problems and the last year of my life and sure I had to go on sick leave because there’s something majorly wrong with my immune system but aside from that life ain’t half bad. Boyfriend is a pretty cool guy, I have a kick ass apartment downtown, I don’t have to work during Christmas holidays, I’m finally getting good at Star Trek Catan, there are cheesecake brownies in my freezer, Boyfriend and I have matching Star Wars stockings, I found a decent artificial tree in the clearance section at Walmart for 50 bucks, the movie Elf exists, I have new wool socks. So really, if you ignore the illness, everything’s coming up Milhouse!

6 Comments on Life Ain’t Half Bad

  1. Marilyn Armstrong
    December 27, 2013 at 6:27 pm (5 years ago)

    You should definitely eat the ice cream right our of the container thus saving you from having to wash anything. Frozen cheesecake too. The sweater? Pet Smart. Everyone will want to know where you got it.

    As for the clothing, hang up anything clean enough to wear again and leave the rest for cat bedding until you get around to doing the laundry. Isn’t that how we all do it??

    Keep laughing. Life is wretched, but we don’t have to be.

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    • lisermarie2013
      January 22, 2014 at 3:29 am (5 years ago)

      You’re lovely.

      I ate the ice cream out of a mug if I remember correctly. I gave the cat sweater to my best friend for christmas because she always admired it. I finally hung the clothes up but it’s starting to form another floor pile again…And even though I seem like a “crazy cat lady” I am actually very allergic to cats and do not own one.

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  2. Tanya
    December 30, 2013 at 8:23 pm (5 years ago)

    I don’t believe there’s ever a bad time or place for a Cattitude sweater. It sounds awesome. Wear it with that pencil skirt. But then I have pink hair and buy shoes in the children’s department of Asda, so maybe my opinion isn’t to be trusted.

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    • lisermarie2013
      January 22, 2014 at 3:30 am (5 years ago)

      I wish I could buy shoes in childrens departments. So much cheaper.

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  3. The Hook
    January 29, 2014 at 3:18 pm (5 years ago)

    At least your sense of humor hasn’t been dulled by your first world problems.
    Hang in there, kiddo.

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    • lisermarie2013
      January 30, 2014 at 3:16 am (5 years ago)

      As long as my neurological problems don’t break the sense of humour part of my brain it’s all good.

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