Harper's Infrequent Pestle

I just mopped a the floors in my house, making me a prisoner on my couch until Murphy’s Oil does its thing. I seem to channel a lot of my anxiety and depression into cleaning. If only I could channel all my feelings into cleaning; everything would be so clean.
I’m currently in-between jobs. I applied for unemployment nearly 2 months ago, and if I’m lucky I’ll find out if I qualify on Monday so I can make rent. The amount I’d be receiving from unemployment is impossibly small to live off of, but I might be able to stretch out $222 a week until other things come together. Not that I’m ungrateful, I’m just stressed out. I have a few things in line and it will all work out, eventually, I’m sure.
2009 was really kind of a roller coaster. It was my Chinese Zodiac year and it’s fair to say that everything went my way. Whenever I was challenged, it seems like good fortune was right around the corner. Somewhere between that sixteen-year-old updating his LiveJournal and this 24-year-old blogging, I’ve become an optimist. I believe I have the ability to affect my life positively and work things out, most of the time.
Though I’ve adopted a new outlook on life, it’s interesting to find myself feeling encumbered. Stereotypes promote the idea that optimists are happy-go-lucky while pessimists are constantly depressed downers, but really depression is possible from both sides of the table. It just feels very different this time. Thus most mental disorders, I suppose.
Anyway, sorry about this rant. I just needed to write some things out. One of my “resolutions” this year is to write more entries here, so hopefully you’ll be seeing more of me.