It is only Tuesday and it has already been the week from hell.  Between running around all weekend like a chicken with my head cut off and having to jump through hoops to get registered in time for fall classes I am drained.  It is all I can do not to go to the store, buy a bottle of Grey Goose and shake up the worlds dirtiest martini.  No, I am not an alcoholic but yes, I sorta want to be one today.  At least then I would have an excuse to be hammered at 6 p.m on a Tuesday.  I have not been myself lately.  My happy-go-lucky carefree self has been replaced by someone who I don't particularly care for.  I would love to call American Airlines and book this new Lana a ticket on the first flight out of here. Frankly I cannot stand her and like a bad house guest she has overstayed her welcome.  I am just in a funk.  I feel like nothing has been going right.  I am sick of my job and I don't know what to do to give myself a little jumpstart. 

Coffee always helps.  So when I was sitting at my desk this morning and over my head a wonderful, hot, Starbucks grande soy latte no foam was placed in front of me I smiled from ear to ear.  I swiveled around in my seat and was face to face with my friend, Lance. Well, gooooolly! Is that all it takes to get a smile out of you?  His southern accent made me smile bigger.  You're prettier when you smile ya know?  I smiled a little bigger...couldn't help it.  Compliments and coffee all before 8 a.m.?  I was in heaven.  He knows I have been a little blue lately and his honest effort to due something to cheer me up brightened my morning a little bit.  Man, Lana.  You are so easy to please.  I wish my ex girlfriends were more like you!  We both laughed.  I took his turtle flavored coffee out of his hand and took a sip.  Too sweet for me.  I handed it back and laughed as he took a sip from mine.  Ick.  You need sugar.  Nah, it's perfect the way it is. Seriously, Lana, you need to get out of this funk.  You being sad kinda brings the whole office down.  Aww, that's sweet Lance.  No, it's not.  I am serious.  You kinda have a way of strutting in here and seeming like you don't have a care in the world.  You smile at everyone and say good morning and you start us all off on the right foot.  So if something small like this coffee is all it takes to make you smile then I need you to do me a favor: Stop mulling over whatever it is that is bringing you down.  It's not worth it.  Think about all the little things that make you happy instead.  I like seeing you smile but I can't bring you in a cup of coffee everyday...these damn coffees are a rip off!  $4 a pop!  I don't know if you are worth it every morning! I watched as his lanky body disappeared around the corner and realized he was right.  But what was it that really made me happy?  I thought about it all morning and this is what I came up with:

 

Daisies for no reason at all.

A good long hug.

A good long run.

Fresh laundry.

Hotdogs at the ballpark/going to see the Cards beat the Cubbies this Saturday!  GO CARDS!

Watching my right slice slowly going a little more to the left. Just call me Tiger Woods.

Jordyn trying to get me to hop like a kangaroo at the zoo. (I'm 27 and I did it.  I hopped like an flippin' kangaroo.)

The gay guy at Starbucks who makes fun of my Crocs.

Watching the entire 1st season of Greys Anatomy with Beth in one night...we only got up to pee.

Sleeping in Nate's grey hoodie.

The semi annual sale at Victoria's Secret. 

Getting a funny email from Erin.

Great highlights.

Compliments from strangers.

Mani/Pedi days

First kisses.

Snuggling.

Puppy breathe.

Lovespell lotion. 

Being with someone who really gets me.

Getting all dressed up to go out.

Great songs on the radio.

Someone telling me my butt looks good in a pair of pants...or that my favorite brown dress makes my boobs look huge!

Patriot Pops

Coronas and peel-n-eat shrimp

My favorite jeans.

Good hair days.

Digging my feet into white sandy beaches.

Kisses on my forehead.

Finding cute shoes, earrings, or purses on sale at Target.

Pictures.

How my grandparents always smell like Downey when I hug them.

Laughing until my belly hurts and knowing that if I watch Dane Cook's Standup this is definetly gonna  happen.

Funny movies.

When someone gets what I mean when I say "PIVOT!" and they start to laugh.

The Tiffany Beans.

Writting.

Soy lattes for no reason at all...or maybe just to give me just the jumpstart I need to get out of this funk.