The Death of Grumplepuss

27 May

I’ve been a grumplepuss lately.

I feel like about a month ago, someone came into my soul and took my natural cheeriness.  The ease with which I used to flash a smile and the light bounce I had to my feet have been switched out for a furrowed brow and forced conversation.

I remember feeling like this back in high school.  Back when I had a lot of nicknames that had to do with being chaste, sharp-tongued, and weird.

There are certainly perks to sudden lack of cheer.  Things are much more easily approached with logic rather than emotion. I’m one of the most emotional people I know, so if I can just stay in one gear for a while, I really get a lot done and it all makes a lot of sense. 

It’s all that up and down female business that gets in the way of good, logical work.

 I keep trying to shake things up a bit.  Maybe I need a new city or a new gig or a new experience.  Maybe I need to just do something ridiculous (mansion anyone?) or just eat less.  Or not eat at all.  Maybe I need to get my nails done or get a pedicure or go out for ice cream before I eat dinner just because I’m an adult and I can.

None of those things have worked.

I don’t mind cynical Jackie, it’s just been a while since she’s visited and I’m not sure I have much room for her to stick around these days.  I’ve really lightened up since her last visit and I’ve gotten a lot more responsible, too.  

Maybe it’s fake-it-til-you-make-it kinda thing.  I thought that for a while – maybe I just have to pretend that this isn’t happening and no one will notice that I’m incredibly grumpy and I won’t bring them down or make them ask questions.

That didn’t work at all.  In fact, I believe the correct term would be “backfire”.

So I’m off to the woods this weekend.  I’m going camping in West Virginia with some old friends to cook things over a campfire that were never intended to be.  I’m off to take trips in the forest and get lost. Maybe I’ll find cheery Jackie somewhere along the way.

Wood

It will be like this. Except probably not so awesome-looking.

Don’t worry: I’m autoposting.  There may not be Internet in the butt crack of West Virginia, but there sure will be daily posts regardless.  It’d be a shame for you to miss me while I’m gone.

See ya in a few. 

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18 Responses to “The Death of Grumplepuss”

  1. Gypsy Queen May 27, 2011 at 5:38 pm #

    I’m a little bit crabby too so I’m celebrating Wig Out Day. Let me know if camping works for you. I’ll try that next.

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    • Jackie May 27, 2011 at 6:23 pm #

      I had no idea this existed – I should have gotten on board! What a sweet Lollipop Tuesday that would have made 🙂

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      • Gypsy Queen June 2, 2011 at 1:11 pm #

        I celebrated a holiday a day in May, with plenty of interesting Lollipop options. We could have collaborated on tuesdays 🙂

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        • Jackie June 4, 2011 at 11:05 am #

          Oh, man – like what?! 🙂 I’m all ears.

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  2. Jules May 27, 2011 at 5:58 pm #

    Are you still working out? I find that running after work is very effective at stress relief.

    Check this out when you get a moment. Okay… it’s 1hr long, so maybe when you’re looking to wind down the evening.
    🙂

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    • Jackie May 27, 2011 at 6:22 pm #

      I’m currently at a cafe without headphones but I will certainly be coming back to this – thank you!

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  3. bridgesburning May 27, 2011 at 6:35 pm #

    Enjoy the camping!

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    • Jackie May 31, 2011 at 9:55 pm #

      I did 😀 😀

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  4. Seasweetie May 28, 2011 at 2:27 am #

    Have tons of woodsy fun, and remember, she’s always in the last place you look.

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    • Jackie May 31, 2011 at 9:54 pm #

      and indeed she was.

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  5. Lian May 28, 2011 at 2:46 am #

    I the place on the picture actually is where you’re going to: Can I come too? It looks absolutely stunning there! Thanks for the auto posting by the way, it would be a shame to go two whole days without you!

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    • Jackie May 31, 2011 at 9:54 pm #

      no, but it sure looks a lot like it! and I’m sure you’d manage just fine 😉 but thanks for reading even when I wasn’t here to check up on you 😉

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  6. KristenSays May 28, 2011 at 10:44 am #

    oh thank god! leave grumplepuss in the woods will ya? tie her to a tree if you have to!

    should i warn the crickets that you’re coming? 😉

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    • Jackie May 31, 2011 at 9:52 pm #

      you know what? I think it worked. Things are shaping up nicely now that I’ve been reborn as a child of the wilderness.

      oh, and ewwwww.

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  7. Sonja June 2, 2011 at 10:32 am #

    We are Wild and Wonderful and Almost Heaven for a reason! West Virginia has been my home for the almost 40 years I’ve been on Earth. There’s no where else for me. Where did you camp while you were here? You couldn’t pay me enough to live somewhere else, internet or not.

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    • Jackie June 4, 2011 at 11:07 am #

      Audra 🙂 And Wild and Wonderful is certainly correct.

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  8. Gypsy Queen June 4, 2011 at 5:41 pm #

    So. many. options.
    National Sea Monkey Day? Buy some, “raise” them and then question the use of money and time and why the original creator was a neo-nazi jew?
    Bikram Yoga day? Hot sweaty good times.
    Zumba day? Which should be combined with Dance Like a Chicken Day…
    National Donut Day? Make some. Eat some. Report back.
    International Tango Holiday? have you ever??

    This is the tip of the Titanic swallowing iceberg. Seriously.

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    • Jackie June 5, 2011 at 6:15 pm #

      oooh I like the Sea Monkey idea. I’ve always been curious about Zumba and I feel like a dance class is certainly in my future, as awful as the prospect is to me right now. 🙂

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