MY LUCKY ROCKETSHIP UNDERPANTS

"Some days even my lucky rocketship underpants don't help."
Calvin and Hobbes by Bill Watterson

I love Calvin and Hobbes. I always have. There's just the perfect mix of innocence and snark in this cartoon and it appeals to my sense of humor. 

It also has something for every occasion.

This is one of those times and one of those days.

I just don't know why the pain has taken up permanent residence. 2010 was a tough year for the people that I know. Fibromyalgia certainly kicked fanny last year and 2011 doesn't seem to have any changes in that arena. 

So when I wake up in the morning and it's more of the same it tends to get a tad disappointing. I want to go to the gym and, trust me, I'm going to force myself to do just that. It's just that I'm forcing myself and I'm not looking forward to the exercise that my body so desperately needs. I've walked and I've been in the pool. I have to say that the pool is definitely easier on my muscles but I'm not real keen on public pools. I guess I have turned into a little bit of a germophobe.

I got on Facebook and a friend of mine said that she's going to make today a positive day. Those words speak volumes to me in a bittersweet way. It's great that she's in a frame of mind to purpose in her heart positivity, however, she's in a frame of mind that she has to purpose to be positive. See what I mean here? There's no opening your eyes and being excited to greet the day. 

We open our eyes with fear and trepidation.

We open our eyes and gingerly move to see how our muscles are going to react. 

Are we just having a minor uprising or a full blown rebellion today?

The muscle twitches really are painful for me and those have been on a real rampage lately. So, I am also going to purpose in my heart to greet the day on a positive note. I have read the optimist's creed. Have you read it?

Promise Yourself

"To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.

To talk health, happiness, and prosperity to every person you meet.

To make all your friends feel that there is something worthwhile in them.

To look at the sunny side of everything and make your optimism come true.

To think only of the best, to work only for the best and to expect only the best.

To be just as enthusiastic about the success of others as you are about your own.

To forget the mistakes of the past and press on to the greater achievements of the future.

To wear a cheerful expression at all times and give a smile to every living creature you meet.

To give so much time to improving yourself that you have no time to criticize others.

To be too large for worry, too noble for anger, too strong for fear, and too happy to permit the presence of trouble.

To think well of yourself and to proclaim this fact to the world, not in loud word, but in great deeds.

To live in the faith that the whole world is on your side, so long as you are true to the best that is in you."

The Optimist Creed was authored in 1912 by Christian D. Larson, in his book "Your Forces and How to Use Them."

I really try to read this without smiling but by the time I hit line four I know I'm in real trouble. How do you take a person that tends to see the glass half empty and have this really hit home? There are lines of this that are no trouble. I try to always make my friends feel worthwhile but I can't always see the sunny side of life. I guess I'll have to keep reading it over and over. Maybe then it will sink in.

I think I'm being optimistic when I quote things like, "when you see the light at the end of the tunnel it may be the train coming at you full speed." That way I'm never surprised or taken off guard. I've always been a bit snarky and a glass-half-empty type of person. The Fibromyalgia just pushed it over the edge.

What?

I'm not being optimistic?

Maybe it's true.

My lucky rocketship underpants aren't helping today.