Don't Beat up Pollyanna

There she is. Our poster child for the spirit of optimism. I am pretty much a Pollyanna and I think it is a good thing to be. However, I have been feeling anti-Pollyanna lately. I have been inwardly pounding my fist; thinking good and hard about beating up my inward Pollyanna. But, let's face it. That is a pretty sad and revolting image. I just can't do it, I just can't pop her a good one, even if I wanted to. I have thought about turning my back for a minute but that couldn't last for long because I'd feel like I was betraying myself...which I find revolting as well.

I have settled on plugging my ears and singing "LaLaLaLa" until I feel more the thing. One day, I will wake up and not feel like doing it. What I am hoping it that my inward Pollyanna will pry my fingers from my ears, whack me over the head with a bouquet of wildflowers while reminding me of all the things I have to be glad about. I bet you she even wrote the song "Count Your Blessings". SO, here's my plan. I am going to take my fingers out of my ears, go get prettied up and work on organizing the meca of our household clutter--the homeschool room. Who wouldn't feel fine after that? I know I would. Maybe I will sing a little song or two. And after (likely even before) all is said and done, I'll have even more things to be glad about. Happy Monday!