Taking the grumpy wumpus by the horns
I’ve had a rough week of that. It seems like everything I’ve planned on this week has fallen apart, and I haven’t had the strength to do much more than mope. When I’m in these moods, I tend to hide away and just be… blah. Not a great choice, but I hate subjecting others to my moods.
So today, something interesting happened. I had a long list of things I was going to do to snap out of it. None of them materialized. Well, there’s hope for one more of those things, but I’ve decided not to let my mood rise and fall on that event. I was feeling even more sorry for myself, and I have a huge list of things to do, but I couldn’t bring myself to do any of it. Then my friend Barbara Phinney posted a blog about me.
Basically, she talked about how I made a great first impression and my interaction with her meant a lot. I had to drag out the tissues. Another friend commented that she’d felt the same way about me.
I felt like a fraud. Here I was feeling totally insignificant, and TWO people mentioned what a difference I’d made to them. Then I read a blog post by Alexandra Franzen talking about how we are significant, we are a BIG DEAL, no matter what size our audience is.
I realized that as much I felt insignificant, thinking that way was wrong. I was telling a lie about myself. I’m not insignificant. Two people today told me that I was important, and in just 45 minutes, I’m going to have a little girl wrap her arms around me and tell me how much she missed me while she was at school today.
So I took out my big girl pens, aka my Sharpies, and I started to catch up on my art journaling. I realized that during my doldrum time, I stopped doing the one thing that always makes me feel better. It’s not pretty art, or at least it’s not gallery quality art, but that’s okay. Art is art, and it’s a great way to clear out the fog. My ugly wolf did its job. It, along with the encouragement I needed, chased away my Grumpy Wumpus.
If you’re in a similar mood, I hope my post (and the ones I linked to) give you encouragement. Then take out those markers, crayons, paints, or whatever you have on hand, and make something creative. It doesn’t have to be perfect, and it can even be ugly. Make it your own, and chase that icky mood away!