Hi, my name is Abbie and I might be a...

Leslie. Crystal.

I have bad news. Bad, bad, terrible, the worst news. Bad.

I just found out something about myself. I found out...that...I...might...be...a...PESSIMIST!!

HOW CAN THIS BE?!?! FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THAT IS HAPPY!! WHY ME?!?! I'M SUCH A HAPPY PERSON!!!

I know. I know. I KNOW.

(I've also been called dramatic, but I do NOT believe that. I am NOT dramatic.)

Can I tell you how I found out? Well, I was chatting with a friend (I won't tell you who. Hint: her name rhymes with BLeslie.) and she was talking about pessimism and I thought to myself, self, aren't you glad you are such an optimist?

But evidence reared it's ugly head in a situation the next day.

Coney Island. Coney Island is so fun! It's so great! I loved every second of our visit (minus the glass in the sand). But would you know that the night before we went I was planning all sorts of terrible things that were going to happen to us? Like...

• we were going to take the wrong train.
• we were going to take too much stuff.
• we weren't going to bring enough stuff.
• we weren't going to get a seat on the train because it was going to be so crowded and have to stand for an hour and a half.
• our kids were going to get crushed by the hot dog eating contest crowd.
• someone was going to force me to eat a hot dog.
  
• we weren't going to get a swinging seat on the Wonderwheel.
• it was going to be too hot.
• the kids were going to be too whiny.
• we were going to contract an STD from the beach.
• my husband was going to get eaten by a shark and leave me to raise our children alone.
• my pictures were going to be horrible.
• and I was probably going to start my period and not have a tampon.
  

You get the picture. It was obviously going to be the worst day of our entire lives.
But.
It turned out to be a SUPER PLUS fun day.

But tomorrow, tomorrow is going to be the worst! I have a million errands to run and my car is definitely going to get stolen or break down. And the kids are going to throw a fit because I won't buy them candy. And I'll forget to buy everything I need. And I'll probably start my period and not have a tampon.

Ugh.