I wanted to start off by thanking everyone who stopped by this week to get me out of my funky mood. Your words of encouragement helped immensely! And I was able to pinpoint where my blues have been coming from...
For starters I live in the south--a small city in the south to be exact. This basically means there are no yards and LOTS of rednecks.
Don't get me wrong, I love a good redneck. I'm sure, in my own way, I have a bit of bumpkin in me too. But I'm also an animal lover and recently we had some new redneck neighbors move in and tie their pit bull up to a tiny leash and leave him overnight outside when it snowed. Ugh, it was one heart-string pullin' night.
Needless to say I called animal control (who, I was told, are supposed to warn the people to take care of their pet, not take the dog away to its certain death) but animal control man said the dog had to have been abused (basically be emaciated and hurt) before they would visit the family. Whatever! It has literally killed me.
That on top of recent edit-block (it is real people) and finding out we are going to be moving after only six months in this house and I'm all kinds of frazzled.
I know you stronger people out there might be laughing at my minuscule stresses. And seriously, I'm laughing at myself too.
I have loads to be thankful for. After all, where the stresses are found, so are the blessings. The move is going to suuuuuuck. But, we're moving into a better place for our family (less rednecks for sure).
My edit-block has passed as it always seems to.
And the poor dog is still outside, but they have removed the leash and put it in a fence thing with a dog house. So yes, it still whines all the time, but at least it can hunker in its tiny dog house when it's cold or rainy.
All in all, I feel pretty dang blessed.
What about you? Do your bummy moods usually pave a path to all the great things in your life?
22 comments:
Gratitude has always been a difficult thing for me. I didn't know it until I "got sober" in 1991 and it was thrust in my face to "look at".
When I get bummed I become a "doer" to get out of my head. Counting my blessings doesn't work well for me, but still do think about them.
Oh gosh Deana, that would totally rip at my heart strings too! That poor puppy :(
And, movie. EW! But the part with moving is that you're also able to start fresh, so that should be kinda fun :)
Some people are so callous.
When I get those 'downers' I kick back and let it have it's day. Tomorrow will be mine.
I hope the move goes well.
Good for you calling animal control! I can't believe they wouldn't come out - leaving a dog out in the snow cannot be acceptable. Good deeds can get me out of funk, sounds like it may have helped for you, too :) Sorry about the move - that is so stressfull! Everyone's pain is relative so yours is just as real and hard as anyone else's. Glad you're getting through it :)
Ugh, no wonder you had the blues! I'm glad the dog has a house now, and I hope your move goes smoothly! I hate the stress of moving. But you can get through it!
You helped that doggie get a house!- Probably much faster than it would have taken them if animal control hadn't shown up.
Poor dog... I know that it would be killing me. Hope each day gets better!
Poor puppy. Why do people have animals they don't want to take care of?
I wish I lived closer so I could help with the move. I bet that will be rough on you, but you have to do what's best!
I'm not an animal lover, but I would never do anything like that. Can you get PETA involved?
Those blues were coming at you left and right. Glad things got a little better with the dog. Though I'm feeling sad for the dog still.
Moving is such a subjective thing sometimes. It can mean an improvement of lifestyle, neighborhood, space or it can go the other way. Whatever reasons you're moving for, I hope you're able to look at all the positives that can come from it. Looking for and finding the silver lining is what can get me out of a funk-mood-moment. Just something about seeing the positive possibilities that helps a moment look up.
So glad you were able to turn your bloom around!!
It really does help sometimes to realize how fortunate I am, and how my problems really aren't that big compared to many others. *blessed*
That's horrible that animal control won't do anything to help the dog before it's almost too late.
I'm glad to hear you have made your way out of your funk. And yay for moving out of rednecks-ville!
oh deanna. why does bad happen in chunks? why does it pour and not just rain?
at least when the sun comes out you should get a chunk of happiness too!
i'll pray for a smooth move! the writing will come as your mind is distracted!
Every day I remind myself to be grateful to God for making all the good things in my life possible. A lot of times that comes from the 'bad' and sometimes life has a way of clouding my vision until all I can see are my problems, but then I'm reminded that there's a life lesson to be had in it all & I come out a stronger and more patient person b/c of the experience. By changing my focus to my blessings and not my problems, it often leads me to help others less fortunate and that's always a good thing:):) ~Hugs, Deana! You are not alone in your struggles and don't be afraid to vent, ever . . .
Glad you're feeling better. Too bad about the dog. Sounds heartbreaking. I can't even visit pet stores without feeling bad for the animals.
Thanks for the update! It's nice to come out of the blues.
Isn't it great how the blogosphere can provide such a wonderful support group?
Glad to hear you've perked up. :) We all have our good days and our bad days. Whenever I'm going through a bit of a funk I always tell myself that things will get better - maybe not the next day or the next, but surely by next week! This is just a rough patch. Just gotta hang in there :)
-Wendy Lu
The Red Angel Blog
Oh my heart is breaking for the poor dog. I've heard moving is one of the top 3 stresses in life, right up there with death. I wish I lived closer so I could help you pack. I'm glad the block melted.
I'd be ticked at those neighbors too! Interestingly enough I always feel grateful after suffering through one of my migraines. I'm thankful that it finally went away and I appreciate my surroundings and my absence of pain so fully. I wish I could feel that level of satisfaction without the preliminary headaches!
ps, you could use an award =)
Yuck. Moving is no fun. And it sucks when you see something suffering and you can't do much about it. You at least tried, and you should feel good about that. I don't know if my bummy moods lead to great things, but I've been through enough of them to learn that they always pass.
Oh, poor dog. Break my heart. :(
Anyway, I'm glad your edit-block has passed!
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