I came across this little nugget yesterday. Its spoke to me immediately and have been thinking about it non-stop whenever I start in on myself with negative whining that goes through my head. So since its been helping and I love a good car metaphor I’m passing it on to you.

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But, second, and perhaps more importantly, that whining should be telling you something. Whining is the white blue smoke in your tailpipe that lets you know you’re burning mental oil. It means you’re unconsciously devoting cycles to something that you can’t, won’t, or shouldn’t be spending time thinking about. Otherwise, why would it be bothering you, right? You’d be either extricated or done with it.

Once you pinpoint where that whine’s coming from, that’s the perfect opportunity to decide what the hell the hang-up is. Because if it’s worth whining and fussing about, it’s worth deciding what obstacle (obstruction?) in either the Real World or your own mind is keeping something from happening.

I tend not to whine too much on the outside. I spend my days with a goofy ass smile on my face trying to make the world prettier with my patent leather peep toe pumps and good coat of lipstick. My internal dialogue is a killer. I berate myself, call myself names, question the size of my brain and my ass and then expect to feel good about myself at the end of the day.

In additiona to the quote above, I also have this book that I’ve been reading off an on for the last 5 years. It reads like a children’s book but it helps when all that goes through your head is negative self talk. If the quote above isn’t helping then you definitely need this book. There is Nothing Wrong With You by Cheri Huber helped me more than any book out there. When I’m feeling crappy all I do is pick it up and read a few pages to instantly feel better. Its not about endlessly examining the psyche in complicated strings of sentences. Its about the simple phrase or single motive to get your out of your own dialogue.

Insanity lives best on the pages of a book. I say this now because the only way to describe the characters in this book. They are completely insane. Insane in a lovable way. Which is exactly how the author intended. The main character does so many things that so many have been arrested for previously. Breaking and entering, impersonating a psychic, stealing cars and laundry from laundry rooms have all led to jail time if my recent world news events are true stories. Yet the main character commits insane crimes in a way that no longer makes them seem criminal or insane. Which, at some point I tired of but at others loved her for.

Dr. B once described a friend has “the most self-aware delusional person he knew.” This book gives that description so much more context.

Female romance writers have been casting ridiculous characters that do ridiculous things for love for as long as Jane Austin invented the art love. The characters inevitably lose something they love or are cast aside carelessly. Undeniably the female lead wants their lost love back and circles extremes and, borders on criminality to get their love returned to them. Undoubtedly they found they made the wrong decision (which is so true and the reason why divorce rates are so high). Finally they find the love of their life in another obvious yet, unknowable way. Such is the nature of the romance novel. Such is the nature of this one; and we must love it for what it is and expect nothing else. Less, we ruin the experience.

The author does an almost methodical job of cleverly highlighting a general zodiac prediction at the beginning of each new chapter. One must think that she might be a Virgo or some other methodical earth sign that lends itself to organization and strict detail. Each chapter is short and concise which someone lying on the beach with a long straw attached to a margarita would appreciate. More and shorter chapters means more naps and more time to stop and stare at the cabana boy as he brings you a refreshing beverage while clad in a loin cloth and covered in baby oil.

How could one be disappointment by this?