A few weeks ago my cousin posted this photo of my three-year-old niece:
My comment to the photo: “that must be the ‘Mom, you’re messing with my FLOW here’ face.”
My Mom’s comment to mine: “yeah. Also known as the ‘Haley’ face.”
[Mom didn't actually write that in the comments section, but she told me in person later that day.]
Alright, so it’s true. As a young kid I was a bit dramatic and would often purposefully ruin photos because I was (a) irritated, (b) not feeling good, or (c) had better [read: more important] things to be doing with my time. I’ve ruined many a good picture with this tactic–starting from the toddler days and including a very expensive Star Shots shoot with my Mom and brother when I was six [I had a sore stomach and the photographer wouldn't allow me to leave--you can bet your ass I glared at the camera with anger that entire shoot].
[That's the *Really? You're gonna make me stand here and take a freaking picture with Timmy while I could be breaking open a homemade pinata right now?!* face. Note my refusal to even look into the camera.]
So, why all this talk about me being a grouch today? Because that little pissed off girl in the photo made a guest appearance this morning when I woke up after a restless, coughing-fit-induced night, to strangers opening my glass door to visit my house.
I am totally not kidding. Apparently the real estate agent forgot to contact me or Ben about the fact that there would be an Open House this morning.
In a sleep-induced daze, I asked that they give me ten minutes to get myself together, and then threw on some clothes and grabbed my water bottle to leave the property… but not before I threw the realtor a dagger of of a stink-eye.
To sound like even more of a grouch, I’ll also have you know that I’ve officially lost my voice. Aside from an incredibly painful whisper, it’s gone–which is really interesting considering the fact that I did a presentation on deaf culture last night. Oh, and I have these awesome fever blisters all over my lip today, too. Ugh. This cold is kicking my ass.
In all actuality, although this isn’t how I expected to spend my first few days of freedom, I trust that this is exactly what I’m meant to be doing with myself right now. It’s giving me a chance to lay low and practice my American Sign Language again.
I really just hope I have enough energy to keep up with two of my best friends, Trevor and Kira, this weekend! They’re flying over from `O`ahu tonight to visit and I couldn’t be more excited! Here’s hoping they’ll learn some American Sign Language while they’re here this weekend! :)
Do you have any good grouch stories (come on, I can’t be the only one)? How do you deal with being sick when you have fun things lined up?
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