I think I have figured out why I am walking around like Linus with a little cloud of dirt corrupting every nuance of my life: I'm jinxed.
And I think I know why: Lack of balance.
Now, I'm not talking about missing fiber from my diet. Or that my inner core is lacking some firmness. I just think somewhere along the line this year, I was distracted and took the wrong turn down some alley where it just ain't that friendly. Where cab drivers tell me racist jokes AND THINK I'M THE KIND OF PERSON WHO AGREES.
So here's my plan.
I'm going to be super friendly. To everyone. Yep. Kind of like that random acts of kindness idea. I'm going to try and do at least one kind thing everyday for the next 30 days. For anyone. And I don't mean filing the tip jar. I'm talking kindness. I'm talking helping a mom with her stroller up the subway steps. Smiling at the grumpy woman with three boxes of Triscuits who cut in front of me at the drug store. Waiting patiently even when the sales person at The Gap forgets to give me a gift receipt, and I have to go back and wait while she rings someone else up and rolls her eyes at me. I'm going to smile and say thank you to her.
Now don't think I'm not doing this for myself. Because I straight-up am. I seriously hope that by doing this I may actually tip this crud-hole of an alley I'm stuck in, back on to its correct rotation and perhaps something will give. Maybe I'll just get punch drunk on being kind. Maybe my face will un-fuse from its semi-permanent look that says, "Stay the F--- away." Who knows.
All I know is that I have to do something. All I know is those four cups of coffee, and nightly glasses of Rioja are just not working anymore.
So here we go.....