The wrong side of the bed

So, I'm not entirely sure why, but I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning, and I've had a really hard time shaking the temptation to be the biggest grouch in the world. Like, Oscar the Grouch would have nothing on me if I truly let loose. It's so ridiculous, because if I wanted to, I could make it SEEM like everything has been working against me today, but that's entirely not true. I DO reserve the right to complain on my own blog though! WAH. This is me, being a brat (don't worry though, because as soon as I'm done venting, I'll be much more cheerful. Just watch.)

So what's been so crummy about today? Lots of things! It's cold out. As in, "come on, summer, you've still got a week left!" but no. Apparently autumn is winning the fight, and I forgot my sweater at home when I went out. COLD.

Then there's the package that we got today that was an unclaimed order (and therefore a 'return') but this package had been pushed open on the bottom, and the order, along with the Mike and Ikes we send were gone. SOMEone scored big, I just don't know who. Stupid people!

Then there was the time, this morning, when I looked at my registry and saw that I could practically get my carseat for free, it was so on-sale right now, only to be told by the lady I called online that the promo was only for the double-stroller, even though the website totally told me it was for both. Then she asked if I wanted to get it with the double stroller instead, and I was thinking, "Of course not, you twit! This is a baby registry. Meaning it's my first child. I don't already have some toddler to put into a double stroller or else I'd have registered for the double. And I don't exactly want to puch one single teeny baby around in a completely unnecessary double stroller just because you won't give me the deal the website told me I could have! ARG." But I didn't say all that. I got off the phone quickly because I felt like crying, and then I called Matt because I was disappointed and upset and felt walked all over and like if I was a pushy person maybe I could have got it anyway, but I'm not, and I don't like confrontations (probably because I never win!), so I just felt glum. (by the way, isn't 'glum' a great word?)

Then there's my messy house. And not sleeping in when I slept poorly. And the paint to touch up still in the nursery (I'm SO done with painting!) And a dentist appointment tomorrow, and no Matthew at lunch time to make cookies like he said he would (remembered an employee training meeting...sad day), and having to make dinner, and dinner being pork chops, and pork chops being dumb, and time being dumb, and everything being dumb!!

Hahaha, that was actually harder than I thought it'd be. See, I'd been feeling all these things this morning, but I've since cheered up, so it was hard to muster the same doom and gloom for this post (except perhaps where the carseat and stroller was concerned. Seriously disappointed about that one). I had to type the bad things though, so that the good things seemed so great. It's like Eve, and how she realized they had to experience the bad in order to have the good. Long story. ;)

So (bear with me, this will seem off-topic, but it's not) yesterday we started our advanced photography class, and I found it quite motivating. Our teacher is hilarious in a weird, you-should-sorta-be-in-the-military sort of way, and we watched a video that I thought was great. In this video, I learned that your outlook on photography and what you expect largely determines what you'll see and get. So if you go somewhere expecting beauty, you'll get it. You just might have to look for it. There was a motto to the video too that I thought was good (and was trying to ignore this morning.) It was, "celebrate what's right in the world," so here it goes. I'm going to turn this morning around and celebrate all that was right about it and everything I experienced.

First, waking up. Our bed is wonderful and so comfy, and it's not the bed's fault that I haven't been sleeping well. If we had the crummy, sloping bed we used to have, I'd be sleeping worse, so thank-you awesome bed. Also, thank-you pregnancy for making my joints sore, and reminding how lucky I am to have a healthy body, and have that be all that's wrong with me.

Thank-you cold for giving me the chance to bundle up and be cosy...something I've missed all summer. Thank-you autumn for making it so chilly that I can finally take my rings off without using soap and cold water.

Thank-you unclaimed order for only containing $23 of magnets, which Matthew can get for less than $5 anyway. May the person who opened it enjoy the candy. It's on us.

Thank-you delivery mailman for delivering my doppler WITH the unclaimed package. I'll take the good with the bad, and now I can hear my baby's heartbeat on my own! (Something I've been waiting to do until I'm done writing this post, I'll have you know! That's how much I love you readers. I just could not be distracted from my mission of writing this post.)

I can't think of the 'what's right with life' for the stroller/carseat thing. I'm still sad about it. But thank-you Heavenly Father for helping me to feel sad rather than angry. Sadness is much easier to deal with.

Even though my house is messy, it's a lovely house that I'm grateful for.

My wonderful husband offered to let me sleep in, but I declined, knowing I had something things to do before I drove him to work at 9am, and I KNOW I feel better for having done those things rather than sleeping, so good for me for doing what I need to do.

I'm done touching up the paint now, and the nursery looks wonderful. I'll post a picture once the crib is in there, which it should be by tomorrow.

I'm going to a new dentist tomorrow, so even though I have to go, it's just for a cleaning, it'll be a new experience, and it'll be half the price of my last dentist, not to mention the fact that it's half the distance away. Hallelujah.

I got to eat lunch with Matthew at his office instead of at home, and we bought a sub that turned out to be very tasty. Also, the cookie dough is already made, so I can pop the cookies in the oven. Even if I don't have the magic touch that Matthew does, the cookies will be just as good today (it's the second day where mine don't taste as good...they get overdone and crunchy) and with any luck, they'll be gone by tomorrow anyway!

Going to Dave and Farrah's to make dinner, Dave barbequing the pork chops instead of pan-frying them, and bottom-line, NOT HAVING TO MAKE THEM MYSELF! Also, they taste better barbequed.

So, there's all the good to the bad that I mentioned earlier. Then there's good just for the sake of goodness. Going maternity clothes shopping with Rachelle in 15 minutes, and getting to buy a new bra (YEAH! So jazzed. I've only got one right now.) Having the sweetest animals who miss me when I'm gone. Having an amazing husband who thinks I'm cute when I'm sour and pouty, and funny when I'm angry. Having an interesting photography teacher who has a twirled moustache, no bum (I don't normally look, but I seriously could help but notice. It's hilarious.) and who giggles in a non-girly but still really funny way. Oh, and who lets people knit in class. Having a fellow-student who is no more than 30 who KNITS IN CLASS. BAAHAHA, I still can't get over this! Who's read Anne of the Island? Where Anne rents Patty's place? Where Patty and Maria knit non-stop? And who likely were still knitting while looking at the sphinx in Egypt? That's this girl, only 30 years too soon! Just wait until she's an old lady. I love it. I love people, they are just so interesting.

There's so much more, I could go on forever, but I need to get going so I'm not late picking up Rachelle. Sorry there aren't photos, I meant to add some, but I just didn't have time, as I wanted to write this all out before I had to go. I promise to put some photos up tonight or tomorrow, with some more things that are GREAT and RIGHT about life.

P.S. If you can think of more things that are right about life, write them in the comments. I love this topic and I could keep going with it until people are bored!