Sometimes I am accused of being a pessimist. I will fully admit that there have been many, many times in my life when I was pessimistic about everything. But those times were a long time ago, and I am a much happier, more confident person than I was then. There were also times a long, long time ago that I was an eternal optimist, being confident and sure that everything in life would work out the way I had always dreamed. But now, now I feel I am a realist. When I have a crappy day, I will tell you I had a crappy day. I don't spend time trying to find the one thing that made my day amazing... maybe that day didn't have one thing. On the flip side, when I have an awesome day, I don't focus on the one bad thing that happened, I focus on the awesome stuff.
Being pessimistic does no one any good. Being optimistic can mean getting your hopes up for something that might not happen. So I am realistic. My job, finding a new house, finding someone to share my life with... will all of these things work out for me? I sure hope so. Do I want to go through life with rose colored glasses not preparing for what happens if they don't? No. Do I want to lock myself up in my townhouse, never even trying because I know nothing is going to work out anyway? No. I will continue to live my life, hopeful that the best is yet to come, but enjoying every moment now. I have long said I want to live a full enough life that if someone comes along and sweeps me off my feet, I have lived enough that I am ready to "settle down." And if I stay single forever, I love my life enough that it's not the end of the world.
So if all that equals me being a pessimist then maybe I am. Or maybe you need to look up the definition of pessimist.
Now, someone hand me the damn glass. I'm going to drink the rest of the water so I don't have to talk about it anymore.
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