Manic Monday: Rank (Wee bit Late)

Manic Monday: Rank-(a wee bit late)
Everything in our lives has a rank and order.
There are people, places and things that we just naturally hold closer and have a higher place on our mental list. I have always considered myself to be selfish. I want, what I want, when I want it, and nothing else will do. I do not settle or take second place very well or with much grace. The older I get however, the ranking list changes and melds. I like to think it is from Wisdom, but it is most likely from lessons learned the hard way on the long road.
When I was younger and my grandparents passed away, I felt ranked at the bottom of my parents list. Once I was old enough to prance about on my own, I decided to make myself happy and ranking number one on my list was the house with the white picket fence and all the accessories to go with it. That plan involved my rank (or perceived rank) being dictated by others. Even those of us on the long road know that plan is doomed to fail. What does Jack Johnson say?

Now I was sitting waiting wishingthat you believed in superstitionsthen maybe you'd see the signsBut Lord knows that this world is crueland I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fooland in loving somebody don't make them love youMust I always be waiting waiting on you?Must I always be playing playing the fool?I sing ya songs I dance a danceI gave ya friends all a chanceputting up with them wasn't worth never having youand maybe you been through this beforebut its my first timeso please ignorethe next few lines cause they're directed at youI cant always be waiting, waiting on youI cant always be playing, playing your foolI keep playing your cardsbut its not my scenewont this plot not twist?I have no place to read?Keep building me up, then shooting me down


I need to rank myself higher and make my own happiness, not try to find it in other people or things. I need to revise my rank list to include the family and friends that have always been there for me and never shut the door, the real important things, not what I think should be important in my original grand design of what I thought my life should be. There are also people that I shouldn’t bother to rank at all. I need to not give any energy into figuring out why someone hurt me or why they treat me like a disposable item. Those people need to be given a “nada” and placed at the curb with the fence and 2.5 kids. My version of “Extreme Rank Makeover”.