Not Happy With Me

I don't like to be negative, regardless of what the title of this blog might lead you to believe. But I recognize that I tend toward the snarky remark, the wisecrack, the offensive take. I'm just not happy with my recent frame of mind.

I mentioned this the other morning and Michele said, "You realize you do this every three months."

"Huh?" I said. Mostly because I didn't hear her, but partly, I'm sure, because I was being negative about something else already.

"You always say you're too negative," she said, "and then you're upbeat for a while, and then you get negative again."

And she's right. I don't know what causes this. I know I don't like it, though. What I do know is that I don't want it to continue.

Like the "not eating meat" thing. I'm trying. Ugh.