{"id":33,"date":"2009-10-20T20:15:00","date_gmt":"2009-10-20T20:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/2009\/10\/20\/fixing-a-case-of-the-grumps\/"},"modified":"2009-10-20T20:15:00","modified_gmt":"2009-10-20T20:15:00","slug":"fixing-a-case-of-the-grumps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sweetgirlies.net\/?p=33","title":{"rendered":"Fixing a case of the grumps"},"content":{"rendered":"

It used to be that I was the forever optimist. Optimistic about people, work, family, life in general. Jake is the exact opposite. He is pretty pessimistic and I always tried to balance him out. There have probably been a billion scenarios during our nine years together when I have tried to talk him into seeing things more optimistically. <\/p>\n

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I have found lately, though, that I am becoming much more pessimistic than I care to admit. See people driving crazy? Old me would think they were in a hurry to go hug a loved one; new me thinks they’re just big jerks. See people throwing a tantrum about the price of something at the grocery store? Old me would think they’re just being frugal; new me thinks they’re making a big deal about something completely stupid. The scenarios go on and on. The truth is, I do not like this new me AT ALL!! I like being optimistic. I like thinking there is some bigger, maybe better, reason why people act the way they do. I like thinking that people are generally good. Jake thinks I am naive…I think I’m just hopelessly hopeful.<\/div>\n
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So, what to do about this grumpier version of me? Today, I was driving home and I heard the newest Pearl Jam release, Just Breathe<\/i>. I sat at a red light and pictured every person driving by me listening to the same song. I pictured them enjoying the song and really hearing to the lyrics. Eddie Vedder sings, I’m a lucky man to count on both hands the ones I love<\/i>.<\/div>\n
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It makes me hopeful to think that people take a minute to realize how lucky they are. It makes me realize that I need to take more minutes to realize how lucky I am. Who would have thought that a song and a red light would be one more step in getting me out of my fog?<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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