The hardest choice I ever made (today) was…whether I would give in to self-pity or not.
If self pity was a game I would totally win it today.
— AnotherBottleofWhine (@KateWhineHall) October 3, 2013
Sometimes I start doing that comparison game. We all do it. If you don’t, I hate you – not that I’m comparing or anything. Anyway, I start doing that comparison game:
- Their kids are better behaved.
- They have more Twitter followers than me.
- I can’t engage anyone on Facebook and everyone else can.
- They get more comments on their posts than me.
- That person’s stupid tweet got more retweets than my tweet. I hate them!
- My friends got published in a book and I didn’t.
Here’s the ironic thing. I just started a bible study on Tuesday night and the topic was on comparing ourselves to others. Hello? Someone knew I was going to struggle with this this week. Shut up, Tracy.
Okay, so what started this today? If you haven’t heard, a new, totally cool, full-of-awesome-hot-mamas book has been published. Here’s a pic.
|I’m sure that’s Kristi in the washing machine.|
Am I excited for them? Totally!
Am I jealous? Totally!
I’m jealous in a kind of way like that time I didn’t make the cheerleading squad in high school even though I had never cheered a day in my life and had no school spirit and didn’t even try out. I still should have totally made it. I would have been good for that squad. I would have. (No I wouldn’t have.)
This jealousy is different from that high school jealousy though in that I won’t be TP-ing Kristi’s and Janine’s houses…only because I don’t know where they live…and I’d have to fly and all that stuff…although I did buy 48 rolls of toilet paper last night, so I have that part ready.
I shouldn’t be whining because I’ve had some good stuff happening lately in the writing/blogging world. Heck, I even just got paid for one of my posts on BlogHer. I have a book that’s 80 percent written – I’m just struggling to find the time to finish it because who has time to get up in the wee hours of the morning to write a book when they’re so busy staying up until the wee hours of the morning trying to catch up on Breaking Bad (Stupid Netflix, I hate you, and the fact that you think I possess any modicum of self-control!). I can’t stop – not now – Jessie and Walt just killed that stupid fly in the meth lab.
Anyway, go buy their book on Amazon HERE. I can’t wait to check it out!
This post is part of Finish the Sentence Friday.