I'm trying to go into this 3 day weekend alone without feeling utterly depressed, but it is not going well. To pep myself up I tried singing while I drove to the store (my car radio stopped working:()Some people who have lived with me may be aware of my habit of singing about just about anything I'm doing, if I'm not paying attention to what I'm doing. Like..."mayonnaise and mustard buster buster buster" while looking in the fridge. My song of the day is to the tune of Madonna's "Like a Virgin." It went something like this:
Like a Curmudgeon(ooooh)
Bitchy for the millionth time
like a curmudgeon
I'm so grouchy
Hating this
And wishing I wasn't alone
ooooh
I'm so bitchy
no fun at all
wish this weekend were over
before it began (ooooh)
This just sucks, yes it does
I can't sing, and I cannot write
but I still go on
and there goes someone in the Prius I want
ooooh
Like a Curmudgeon(oooh)
Bitchy for the millionth time
Like a curmudgeon
I'm so grouchy
Hating this
And wishing I were at home
oooh
It may sound like I'm being negative, but the silliness of singing it made me more chipper.
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2 comments:
I would have enjoyed hearing such a unique musical version of an older song!
I'll have to try singing next time, although I am still grieving quite a bit and am not sure how it'll sound between the tears.
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