K + illjoy = KILLJOY
kill-joy
[kil-joi] –noun a person who spoils the joy or pleasure of others; spoilsport. Everyone hates a killjoy. You know the one, the one who always brings reality into the conversation about your dreams and aspirations, or tells the end of the movie, or makes a point of not liking anything the rest of the group does.My children think I’m a killjoy (of course they think their father is an even bigger killjoy). You know, the one who says you have to clean your room, do your chores, finish your homework, etc. I don’t particularly like being a killjoy, but that’s the price you pay for being a parent.My doctor was a killjoy yesterday. I felt so good. My knee felt better, I drove and went to work for the first time in over a week, and life was good. I got home, listened to my messages and fell right into despair. My MRI results were back. A torn ACL and two bone fractures. Keep the weight off your leg and keep it iced. We’ll talk on Thursday at your appointment. I pouted for about four hours. I vacillated between anger and pity.Then I decided I had a choice. Sometimes a killjoy is not out to destroy your good time, but to put you on a path to ensure future good times. Perhaps I won’t be mad at my doctor. I mean, it isn’t as if he pushed me down the steps. I didn’t even know him before this!My husband said to look at it as a gift, no reason now for me to not finish the re-write of my book – I will have the time.Perhaps you’ve had killjoys in your life that actually gave you a gift, though it may not have looked like a gift at the time. Think about it.
Sorry about you knee. Glad you have a always look on the bright side of life attitude. Not even the killjoys get you down. I need to work on that.
Not good, but if you get a chance to focus on something important to you, then make the most of it with a smile. Where I notice it is when people botch an interview really badly, then find a far better job after all. Sue@JumpingAground (Alliteration & drabbles)
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yeah I'm a bit of a killjoy myself, kiddo rolls her eyes "mom, you're doing it again"
I am definitely a killjoy parent. I told my 7 year old that Santa Clause and Narnia aren't real. She took Santa fairly well but refuses to believe me about Narnia. I don't do it to ruin her childhood. I do it because I promised myself I would never lie to her and she asks very pointed, smart questions. 😉
Bugger. Sorry to hear about your knee. I'll say a prayer for you. But it is a good time to work on the book. 🙂
I really feel for you. I just spent the first 8 weeks of this year incapacitated due to a back injury. I used to run and go to the gym, not to mention my doctor refused to sign my return to work release for the full 8 weeks. It's frustrating, but I did get a lot of writing done that I wouldn't have gotten done otherwise. I'm back to work and school and life now and my writing time is squeezed in among all of the other stuff, so I agree with your husband grab onto this writing time and run with it…so to speak…
Good luck, hope you feel better soon!
Mandi
I try to not be a "negative Nancy" myself, or as you call is a "killjoy" in this post. Sometimes, I too have to remind myslef to be thankful for the blessings I have and stop worrying about the what if's…
What a great post! 🙂
We all need killjoys in our life (or to be killjoys for others)…I mean, what if your mother allowed you to play in the street? Not good. But sometimes killjoys are just "wet blankets." They turn a good time into a downer for no reason whatsoever.
*Snap* my children thought I was the killjoy too! But now the shoe is on the other foot as they venture into parenthood. I get to be the fun one and they are slowly morphing into the Killjoys! Oh the twists in life.
Yes, every cloud has a silver lining. I've had a lot of killjoys in my life too, particularly now when I've lost a bad job, only to do what I enjoy most, stay at home and translate.
I do hope your leg will be ok soon though.
See? It's now an excuse to sit on your butt and write.
Sorry to hear about your knee, but it is good you'll have time for rewrites. Great that you've been ablt to put that postive spin on it.
Hey, nice choice for the letter "K".
I'm not very fond of killjoy people either. Your kids will likely thank you both when they get other, for what they consider to be killjoys.
It's nice that you are taking your MRI results as a lesson or gift to inspire you to reach your dreams and goals, such as rewriting that book and enjoying the good things that life has to offer you…..I say offer YOU because at least you have something to rewrite 🙂
Some writers are still in their idea stages or outline stages and have not made it to a first draft yet, so you've accomplished something to be proud of!
As far as things goe for me, I tend to think that life itself is a killjoy because every time I think I'm moving forward with regards to progress, something always comes up or gets in the way and I end up standing still in the same place (metaphorically speaking) or going backward.
Now, I'm just trying to take it one day at a time, slow and steady, all while avoiding those some of those killjoy people you highlighted here, lol.
Also, I recently watched a movie where someone was a huge killjoy that not only affected someone's relationship but their killjoy behavior had a negative impact on an entire family.
….talk about Killjoy!
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I haven't heard this word in a long time, but I remember it from growing up! You are so right that often when someone spoils our fun they are really acting in our best interests, this is especially true of parents and other folks in supervisory roles, and doctors, lawyers and such. Often I am my own killjoy when I get mad at myself for making poor choices when it comes to my eating habits, etc. But then there are the other kind, the ones that are a downer in every group or gathering. Perhaps we should just take them out and shoot them! hehehe
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Great post. I always think in terms of choices. You can choose to feel sorry for yourself or to find the silver lining.
This situation does have a silver lining and you chose it. You can also blog more 🙂