I complain a lot about my life. I complain about the dumbest things too. Little menial tasks that I have to get done, or someone that is annoying me, or being bored. I guess I noticed this especially at the beginning of this past summer because I instituted a New Sarah, No Complaints policy. And I told my boss/burgeoning good friend about the policy so she would keep me honest. And oh did she. In many moments when I retreated to my former complainy self, Janey said Sarah! What happened to no complaining? Don't be annoying!
So where's my Janey now? This is the real world Sarah. You're not a student anymore. You're not a kid. You're even all out of exciting birthdays. So buck up and stop complaining. And don't do it simply because you have no one to police you. Do it because you realize the futility in complaining. Because you see the unattractive person it makes you into. Because you feel the inevitable vacancy it leaves you with.
Rediscover Ecuador, Sarah. Before you drown in America.
So I'm going to go get bagels today, maybe some coffee. Read the Sunday paper. And then later maybe I'll go to a movie, if I want to. Because silently complaining to myself alone in the apartment while Cory is actually being a normal, social person isn't going to leave me, him, or the universe with any better feelings. And I think Janey would be happy about that.
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