Not really. That's sarcasm. They've pretty much sucked.
Have you ever had so much shitty "luck" that you develop a habit of waking up each morning just waiting for the next shoe to drop? It's a bad habit, but it moves in so slowly that you don't even realize when it's taken up permanent residence. It's taken me four years to come to this realization. I've done absolutely nothing but wait for the next fiasco.
The other day, a coworker of mine made one of those insipid comments about "success comes to those who just show up" or some shit. Normally, I would nod in false agreement while stifling a pessimistic snort. But for some reason, it stuck with me, and I decided to try a little experiment. I am going to force myself to do something. Anything. And maybe it will kick start a positive momentum. Maybe just "showing up" will actually breed a kind of success. I guess we'll see.
In any case, I figured it was a win-win. Either things will actually turn around, or I can go back to snorting when irritatingly cheery people begin to platitude, smug in my knowledge that it's a load.
Nonetheless, I'm back. And I'm optimistic that things are going to start looking up for me. Unless I just jinxed it, which would sort of be my luck right about now.
