I checked my blog recently and suddenly realized that I’d let an entire month pass by without posting another exciting, interesting, or even mind boggling story. Actually, that’s not a stretch for me since I let the entire year of 2007 fly by without writing even a line on THE GRIND. Hey, what can I say? 2007 was a huge transitional year for me where I always used the famous excuse, “It must be writer’s block.” Hence, here we are; 2009 and no post(s) for March. I assure you, I let my problems in life get me down so low that it paralyzed my drive to write. It happens sometimes and that same parlayed feeling came over me in 2007. But I’ve turned a new leaf and as each day passes, I work on making myself a better person, a better writer/blogger, and even a better woman. Therefore, I will gradually ease into loading more stories in a faster and more efficient time span.
Over the past few years, I’ve received a tremendous amount of feedback since the blog was born circa 2005. Some advice good, some bad, some very ugly; but I take it all in and soak it up like a giant sponge. Even if it’s bad, at least someone is talking about the blog and/or me. Many will say, “Joi, I read your blog. It’s funny and entertaining.” Others will say, “I’ve been reading your blog and it’s so real.” And then some will even say, “I read your blog; I wish that I had your life. I want to whisk away to LA on a minute's notice.” I smile with every comment and give myself an imaginary pat on the back, if I can help or teach one person from my sick, twisted, and inspiring journey in life then that’s what matters to me.
But let me explain something, perception is everything, sometimes. It can even seems like reality in some cases. Yes, I did whisk away to LA to visit Bruce Wayne (on business and on extremely short notice).Yes, I did have the most exciting, most memorable trip to Barcelona and Ibiza this past summer. Yes, I am very blessed and have had the most amazing opportunities thrown my way (or I created them myself). However, maybe I’m not real enough on this blog I call, THE GRIND. Maybe I have not shown you that I work hard, long hours most days and get little sleep other days. Maybe I have not been raw enough. Maybe I have not explained to you that I just dished out $100 to a plumber so that he could fix a serious 4 month or more leak from my bathroom toilet knowing that same $100 was definitely my grocery money. Hey, I’m a writer by choice, intern by day, waitress/bartender by night. I’m sure you can understand my need to count and pinch every penny in my sad bank account, especially in these times.
I remember one day last week, returning phone calls and speaking with several of my friends, and even my mother. I felt like I was talking to the same person with a different name. Everyone sounded as if life had gotten the best of them. Their spirits were broken. All of them had confided in me and I noticed that they (my friends) were just as bad off as I am, especially in these times. It hurt me more that I’m not in a position to help them. Hell, I can barely help myself. I came to the realization that just when you think that you’ve got it bad, someone is always in a worse situation than you. I always thought that was a joke, until I witnessed it for myself on that day. I aim to stay in a positive mind set while continuing to grow through it all. My cousin, Miss Lawyergirl said to me that she’s tired of hearing all of the positive mumbo-jumbo. She proclaims herself as a realist; someone who has the disposition to face the facts and to deal with them pratically. Hey, I’m a realist too. It’s essential to be one, especially in these times. But don’t we all agree that optimism is much sexier then cynicism?
“To complain is always nonacceptance of what is. It invariably carries an unconscious negative charge. When you complain, you make yourself into a victim. When you speak out, you are in power. So change the situation by taking action or by speaking out if necessary or possible; leave the situation or accept it. All else is madness.” –Eckhart Tolle, best-selling author of the book, The Power of Now.
Over the past few years, I’ve received a tremendous amount of feedback since the blog was born circa 2005. Some advice good, some bad, some very ugly; but I take it all in and soak it up like a giant sponge. Even if it’s bad, at least someone is talking about the blog and/or me. Many will say, “Joi, I read your blog. It’s funny and entertaining.” Others will say, “I’ve been reading your blog and it’s so real.” And then some will even say, “I read your blog; I wish that I had your life. I want to whisk away to LA on a minute's notice.” I smile with every comment and give myself an imaginary pat on the back, if I can help or teach one person from my sick, twisted, and inspiring journey in life then that’s what matters to me.
But let me explain something, perception is everything, sometimes. It can even seems like reality in some cases. Yes, I did whisk away to LA to visit Bruce Wayne (on business and on extremely short notice).Yes, I did have the most exciting, most memorable trip to Barcelona and Ibiza this past summer. Yes, I am very blessed and have had the most amazing opportunities thrown my way (or I created them myself). However, maybe I’m not real enough on this blog I call, THE GRIND. Maybe I have not shown you that I work hard, long hours most days and get little sleep other days. Maybe I have not been raw enough. Maybe I have not explained to you that I just dished out $100 to a plumber so that he could fix a serious 4 month or more leak from my bathroom toilet knowing that same $100 was definitely my grocery money. Hey, I’m a writer by choice, intern by day, waitress/bartender by night. I’m sure you can understand my need to count and pinch every penny in my sad bank account, especially in these times.
I remember one day last week, returning phone calls and speaking with several of my friends, and even my mother. I felt like I was talking to the same person with a different name. Everyone sounded as if life had gotten the best of them. Their spirits were broken. All of them had confided in me and I noticed that they (my friends) were just as bad off as I am, especially in these times. It hurt me more that I’m not in a position to help them. Hell, I can barely help myself. I came to the realization that just when you think that you’ve got it bad, someone is always in a worse situation than you. I always thought that was a joke, until I witnessed it for myself on that day. I aim to stay in a positive mind set while continuing to grow through it all. My cousin, Miss Lawyergirl said to me that she’s tired of hearing all of the positive mumbo-jumbo. She proclaims herself as a realist; someone who has the disposition to face the facts and to deal with them pratically. Hey, I’m a realist too. It’s essential to be one, especially in these times. But don’t we all agree that optimism is much sexier then cynicism?
“To complain is always nonacceptance of what is. It invariably carries an unconscious negative charge. When you complain, you make yourself into a victim. When you speak out, you are in power. So change the situation by taking action or by speaking out if necessary or possible; leave the situation or accept it. All else is madness.” –Eckhart Tolle, best-selling author of the book, The Power of Now.
