Talk about a mood killer

I don’t know if the subject of this post holds true for guys, but I think my female readers will understand.

There are days when everything just goes right when you get ready for the day.Your hair does this amazing thing with no effort. Your clothes just seem to fit exactly right. If you wear make-up, it goes on right and you feel beautiful. Deciding what to wear isn’t a big deal. You just have it going on that day, and you know it. Nothing can go wrong, because even if it does, you look good.

Then there are the days where something’s just a little off and it really affects your mood. Your hair looks OK, but not great and you don’t know what you did differently. The pants you love and generally feel really good about yourself when you wear them just don’t seem to fit quite right. You’re pretty sure your outfit looks stupid and that wasn’t exactly the look you were going for. And, of course, you have a break-out and wish that someone would give your skin the heads up that you’re not in eighth grade anymore.

And I’m having THAT day, my friends. My favorite cords aren’t as comfortable as usual. My hair is doing a weird flippy thing on the left side and not the right. I have a zit (or two). I think my clothes might look stupid.

To top all that off, I decided to do way too much on my way out the door. I got my lunch together. I grabbed the box of leftover Krispy Kremes to pawn off to coworkers. I grabbed several bags of things to recycle to drop off at the recycling center on my way home today. And I tried to get out my front door carrying all of that and my gym bag.

Yes, it’s been one of those mornings where nothing really goes wrong but nothing really goes right either. So, I’m making every attempt to be in a good mood today, even if it is a choice. And Bono is reminding me from the radio that it is a beautiful day.

And you can’t diss Bono.