Something In The Way She Thinks

Next Post
Prev Post
Please follow and like me:
13

There is something very positive in my sarcasm as it is always coming from a true place in my soul. I have fended thoughts and queries into my ‘sarcasm’ being not very positive. However, let me retort with a query of my own. Can you laugh at your own crazy thoughts and reactions or even actions? Can you accept them as an integral part of you? Can you trust that they are supposed to be the part of you that you are today? I can and do that. My sarcasm is real and honest and very much a part of the me that I am today. I am supposed to have this part to help make up the whole me I am today. I believe and live by this realization and acceptance. I am the storyteller in my life, the advisor of my future, the lead role in my play of life.

Let me see if I can put this in simple terms we can all understand. When I wake up in the morning there are two thoughts that enter my head right away. One is what fresh hell’s will I create today? And the other is how will I make that a part of me and accept who I am and what I do? The first gives me chills of anticipation and the latter gives me the strength to face the first. This is my life today and it is the life I get to live every day.

When coming up with the title for this week, I was left being reminded of a song title ‘something in the way she moves’ with the small change to ‘something in the way I  think’. Back to the task at hand; well, not really a task as I truly am going to continue my life along based on what I believe and choose to be. It is a very freeing thing that I have done excepting all of me just the way I am. It was a lot of work to get here and thrive knowing that all of me; the good, bad, ugly, and beautiful can co-exist within me together. I go out with my day knowing that each and every path I choose and decision I make is totally made by me and my greater power. Sometimes I listen to his advice and other times I don’t. I’ll let you guess how my day goes when I don’t listen to the reason from greater than me. It is longer than you can imagine, a lot more curse words than you may even know, and obviously much more stubbing my toes on obstacles I put in front of me. It becomes just a comedy of errors at its best.

So you see when my sarcasm comes alive and starts spewing out of my head and mouth; it is to help accentuate the mess up there and make it more tasteful and real without becoming so overwhelming that I lose my marbles. It just helps me manage my life and thoughts a little better. I can laugh at myself today and shake my head at me. It is okay to do that. I can share this side of me and not lose my mind. And that then means that every minute of every hour of every day; I get to be me full of real and totally honest. What a freedom that gives me. What a heady feeling and rush I am left with.

To no longer have to remember what lies I told to whom, what things I may have done and forgotten, to no longer have to live in fear of everyone, including myself are but a few of the graces I get to live with today. To be able to put these things in context that you (my lovely readers) can laugh with and understand about and even have the odd Uh! HUH! moments; are but the icings on my cakes.

For me in my life the play, I get to be super stoked when I make me laugh at myself. It is a joy to shake my head at my embarrassments and finer tunings of these wicked and wild thoughts inside my head. It is fantastic to be okay when I fall on my ass because I decided to slide on butter coated feet. Who does that? I do that. It is a joy to be okay when my head decides that today will be a comedy of errors, while I attempt to continue on a path of thoughts and actions that will knowingly lead to me falling on my ass, shaking my head at me as I try to gracefully land like I planned to swan dive on the sidewalk. Who does that? I do that. And who gets to say out loud let me tell you what happened? I get to do that with all the honesty and whenever I start with saying to my husband, so this is what happened… I do that. I get to do all that today and feel great about every minute of it.

I get to walk the plank in four-inch heels and yet trip over my feet on the sidewalk wearing runners. I get to start with the grace of a gazelle and finish with the bull in a china shop. There are no rules or regulations to my daily behaviors, although there are times I wish there were. Most of the time I am okay with the knowledge this is all me today. There are no drugs to blame, no conditions to hold accountable, no faulty wiring in my make-up to mask this me I put out there every day. I do not apologize for me unless I fart in public, and I really try hard not to do that. Here is a fun fact for you to try and add to the already mysterious me. I refuse to fart in public in front of anyone. On the rare occasions (under 3 times) that it has happened in my life; I have decided on the spot that the person who got to hear it needs to be out of my circle of life. I truly will try not to hang out with that person anymore. It mortifies me that I did that in front of someone. I don’t know why, but it certainly does do that. Another layer to the mystical Maureen released for your safe keeping. And I get better.

And last, but never least to this week’s episode of my life with all its quirks and radiance and glory and fame; it has been brought to my attention that if I know I’m doing a good thing and remember it; it is no longer a good thing as then I am merely keeping score. I must admit this has got to be the best of my week this round. Seriously, think about this. If I get up in the morning and decide I am going to do some or a couple or even one nice thing today; I have to then immediately forget it or it is no longer nice. Have you ever! I am trying to wrap my head around this unlikely concept and having a great deal of aversion to it. It will certainly change my whole life knowing this. Stop the presses because life has done a complete change in meaning for all of us. So, to the people I have bought coffees for over the years because I wanted to; you now owe me your life. To the people I let ahead of me at the stores that had fewer items and less time; well we will need to discuss a payment plan on the scorecard. And to all those vehicles that I let pass me, oh wait I never did do that on purpose once. And everyone who has been nice to me I remember and have you on my scorecard and I will have to top each and every one of you.

As I close this one, please wake up, do something kind and then forget it immediately or it is disqualified. Laughter is grand whether it is at us or others. Life is way too short to be serious all the time. Look in the mirror and stick your tongue out at yourself and laugh. I make faces when I do that and it is even better.

I hope you enjoy the read and take a minute to laugh at me or yourself. Please feel free to like, follow, share, and comment.

Next Post
Prev Post

About the author: Maureen Everick

I am 54 years old or young depending on the weather, my body, home, Google, the moon, my husband, and many other details in my life. I have a great job as a Registration Clerk for Blood Collection; but still want to win the lotto and retire now. I am a recovering addict and recently (in December) celebrated six years clean. I truly know how grateful I am to be alive and how much loyalty and honesty and positivity mean to me. And yes, positivity is a word. I checked with me. Thank you for coming to my blog and sharing my life with me through the positive to the funny to the shake your head 'seriously' moments. If I post anything that makes any part of your day better; even a moment; I am grateful for that. In this world today any reason to smile or laugh is positive.

Leave a Reply