|"You smell like beef and cheese! You don't smell like Santa!" - Buddy the Elf|
About a week ago, I was kind of bummed and was sick and tired of lazing about the house feeling like a cotton-headed ninny-muggins*. So I decided to head to the mall to take in some of the Christmas cheer that I knew I'd find there.
I was strolling around, and that's when I saw him. Santa!
I don't know if I've ever had my picture taken with Santa before. If I have, I really don't remember it, likely because there's no proof of it anywhere. Crazy, right? So of course I had this wacky notion that 34 years of age is not too old to get your picture taken with Santa. I was alone, so I didn't have to worry about embarrassing anybody besides myself. There were no kids waiting in line who I'd be forcing to wait while I took my turn. So I did it. I got my picture taken with Santa.
He was a pretty good mall Santa and only made a couple of slightly frisky comments when I sat on his knee. (For example: "Mrs. Claus said no kissing today." Hmm...'cause that's going to happen. Not.) He gave me a candy cane, I bought some pictures, and then I went on my merry way. You guys, I could not stop grinning for a full half hour after that. I felt silly, brave, and kind of like a kid again. It was exactly what I needed that day—something to get me out of my head for a while.
Life is stressful. Querying is stressful. And waiting for the results of querying is also stressful.** It's easy to start feeling negative, to get down on yourself and throw a one-woman pity party (or one-man if you're a dude). But nothing good ever comes from that, as I'm sure you know. So sometimes you just have to do something zany like get your picture taken with Santa while people stare at you funny. Trust me, it works wonders. And I dare you not to smile 'til your face hurts. ☺
* I watched Elf last night. Can you tell? I'm singing. I'm in a store and I'm siiiiinnggiiinng!
** I wasn't stressed about querying before. I am now.